Our Dreams Are A Second Life.

Why Should A Lobster Be Any More Ridiculous Than A Dog? ... Or A Cat, Or A Gazelle, Or A Lion, Or Any Other Animal One Chooses To Take For A Walk? I Have A Liking For Lobsters. They Are Peaceful, Serious Creatures. ... Goethe Had An Aversion To Dogs, And He Wasn't Mad. They Know The Secrets Of The Sea, They Don't Bark.

The Intoxication Of The Faro Drinker Only Shows Itself At First By An Increase In Noise Which Is Only Deafening, And Finally By A Silent Deterioration Of The Mind.

I Have Never Felt Any Rest In Sleep. For A Few Seconds I Am Numbed, Then A New Life Begins, Freed From The Conditions Of Time And Space, And Doubtless Similar To That State Which Awaits Us After Death. Who Knows If There Is Not Some Link Between Those Two Existences And If It Is Not Possible For The Soul To Unite Them Now?

Man, Do You Think Yours Is The Only Soul? Look Around You. Everything That You See Quivers With Being. Though Your Thoughts Are Free, One Thing You Do Not Think About: The Whole. Beasts Have A Mind; Respect It. Flowers Too- Look At One. Nature Brought Forth Each Petal. There Is A Mystery That Sleeps In Metal. Everything Feels, And Has Power Over You.

I Have Always Differentiated Between Two Types Of Friends; Those Who Want Proofs Of Friendship, And Those Who Do Not. One Kind Loves Me For Myself And The Others For Themselves.