On The Meridian Of Time, There Is

The City Grows Like A Cancer; I Must Grow Like A Sun. The City Eats Deeper And Deeper Into The Red; It Is An Insatiable White Louse Which Must Die Eventually Of Inanition. I Am Going To Starve The White Louse Which Is Eating Me Up. I Am Going To Die As A City In Order To Become Again A Man. Therefore I Close My Ears, My Eyes, My Mouth.

The Learning We Received Only Tended To Obscure Our Vision. From The Day We Went To School We Learned Nothing; On The Contrary, We Were Made Obtuse, We Were Wrapped In A Fog Of Words And Abstractions.

I Have Found God, But He Is Insufficient.

There's Nothing Wrong With The World. What's Wrong Is Our Way Of Looking At It.

The Ordinary Man Is Involved In Action, The Hero Acts. An Immense Difference.