The Essence Of What I Desire Is

One Never Lives So Intensely As When One Has Been Thinking Hard.

Inch By Inch I Conquered The Inner Terrain I Was Born With. Bit By Bit I Reclaimed The Swamp In Which I'd Languished. I Gave Birth To My Infinite Being, But I Had To Wrench Myself Out Of Me With Forceps.

This World Is For Those Who Are Born To Conquer It, Not For Those Who Dream That Are Able To Conquer It, Even If They're Right.

Without Madness What Is Man But A Wholesome Beast, Postponed Corpse That Begets?

Writing Is Like Paying Myself A Formal Visit.