The Difficult Thing Isn't Living With Other

I Believe That I've Been Asked All Possible Questions. I, Myself, If I Were A Journalist, Would Not Know What To Ask Me.

Death ... Doesn't Take Her Eyes Off Us For A Minute, So Much So That Even Those Who Are Not Yet Due To Die Feel Her Gaze Pursuing Them Constantly.

In Matters Of Feeling And Of The Heart, Too Much Is Always Better Than Too Little.

Words Were Not Given To Man In Order To Conceal His Thoughts.

Reading Is Probably Another Way Of Being In A Place.