That Double-headed Monster Of Damnation And Salvation--time.

People Are Bloody Ignorant Apes.

My Mistakes Are My Life.

What Kind Of Country Is This Where A Woman Can't Weep Her Heart Out On The Highways And Byways Without Being Tormented By Retired Bill-brokers!

Every Word Is Like An Unnecessary Stain On Silence And Nothingness.

What Can It Matter To Me, That I Succeed Or Fail ? The Undertaking Is None Of Mine, If They Want Me To Succeed I'll Fail, And Vice Versa, So As Not To Be Rid Of My Tormentors.