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Stupidity Has A Knack Of Getting Its Way.

I Make Myself Strict Rules In Order To Correct My Nature. But It Is My Nature That I Finally Obey.

There Is A Life And There Is A Death, And There Are Beauty And Melancholy Between.

Intelligence In Chains Loses In Lucidity What It Gains In Intensity.

A Man Devoid Of Hope And Conscious Of Being So Has Ceased To Belong To The Future.