To Accomplish Nothing And Die Of The

The Deepest And Most Organic Death Is Death In Solitude, When Even Light Becomes A Principle Of Death. In Such Moments You Will Be Severed From Life, From Love, Smiles, Friends And Even From Death. And You Will Ask Yourself If There Is Anything Besides The Nothingness Of The World And Your Own Nothingness.

The Art Of Love: Knowing How To Combine The Temperament Of A Vampire With The Discretion Of An Anemone.

One Hardly Saves A World Without Ruling It.

Only Superficial Minds Approach An Idea With Delicacy.

When We Cannot Be Delivered From Ourselves, We Delight In Devouring Ourselves.