The Slowness Of Time, For A Man

There Is Only One Pleasure-that Of Being Alive. All The Rest Is Misery.

Not Believing In Anything Is Also A Religion .

The Closing Years Of Life Are Like The End Of A Masquerade Party, When The Masks Are Dropped.

Lessons Are Not Given, They Are Taken.

When A Woman Marries She Belongs To Another Man; And When She Belongs To Another Man There Is Nothing More You Can Say To Her.