Life Is But A Continual Succession Of

No, Not Rich. I Am A Poor Man With Money, Which Is Not The Same Thing.

I’ve Remained A Virgin For You.

I Have Learned That A Man Has The Right And Obligation To Look Down At Another Man, Only When That Man Needs Help To Get Up From The Ground.

The Anxiety Of Falling In Love Could Not Find Repose Except In Bed.

I Would Like For My Books To Have Been Recognized Posthumously, At Least In Capitalist Countries, Where They Turn You Into A Kind Of Merchandise.