Lovers Should Also Have Their Days Off.

A Scholar's Heart Is A Dark Well In Which Are Buried Many Aborted Feelings That Rise To The Surface As Arguments.

It's Necessary To Use Suffering. Otherwise, One Is Used By It.

Our Prejudices, Our Antipathies, Are Our Natural Defenses Against What We Could Not Assimilate.

A Thought Falls Like A Ripe Fruit From The Tree Of Idleness.

My Queerness Is Not A Vice, Is Not Deliberate, And Harms No One.