Talent Is Like A Faucet, While It

Inspiration? - A Hoax Fabricated By Poets For Their Self-importance.

Saintliness Is Also A Temptation.

God! Is There Anything Uglier Than A Frightened Man!

Poor Little Men, Poor Little Cocks! As Soon As They're Old Enough, They Swell Their Plumage To Be Conquerors. If They Only Knew That It's Enough To Be Just A Little Bit Wounded And Sad In Order To Obtain Everything Without Fighting For It.

The True Masters Of The Art Of Living Are Already Happy.