Old Women Even Forget How To Love

There Are Causes Worth Dying For, But None Worth Killing For.

Everything Is True, And Nothing Is True!

The Day When I Am No More Than A Writer I Shall Cease To Be A Writer.

Don't Believe Your Friends When They Ask You To Be Honest With Them. All They Really Want Is To Be Maintained In The Good Opinion They Have Of Themselves.

No Longer Were There Individual Destinies; Only A Collective Destiny, Made Of Plague And Emotions Shared By All.