Tears Do Not Burn Except In Solitude.

Thinking Should Be Like Musical Meditation. Has Any Philosopher Pursued A Thought To Its Limits The Way Bach Or Beethoven Develop And Exhaust A Musical Theme? Even After Having Read The Most Profound Thinkers, One Still Feels The Need To Begin Anew. Only Music Gives Definitive Answers.

Existing Is Plagiarism.

The Desire To Die Was My One And Only Concern; To It I Have Sacrificed Everything, Even Death.

The Curtain Of The Universe Is Moth-eaten, And Through Its Holes We See Nothing Now But Mask And Ghost.

Discretion Is Deadly To Genius; Ruinous To Talent.