Phantoms In General Are Nothing More Than

Life Is Full Of Strange Absurdities, Which, Strangely Enough, Do Not Even Need To Appear Plausible, Since They Are True.

It Is The Hardest Thing To Close The Open Hand Of Someone You Love.

When You Say You Are In Love With Humanity, You Are Well Satisfied With Yourself.

There Is Someone Who Is Living My Life. And I Know Nothing About Him.

Each Of Us, Face To Face With Other Men, Is Clothed With Some Sort Of Dignity, But We Know Only Too Well All The Unspeakable Things That Go On In The Heart.