Philosophy Always Requires Something More, Requires The

In The Eyes Of God, The Infinite Spirit, All The Millions That Have Lived And Now Live Do Not Make A Crowd. He Only Sees Each Individual

Boredom Rests Upon The Nothingness That Winds Its Way Through Existence; Its Giddiness, Like That Which Comes From Gazing Down Into An Infinite Abyss, Is Infinite.

On The Secretly Blushing Cheek Is Reflected The Glow Of The Heart

My Melancholy Is The Most Faithful Sweetheart I Have Had.

A 'no' Does Not Hide Anything, But A 'yes' Very Easily Becomes A Deception.