Until The Day Of His Death No

I Like Reality. It Tastes Like Bread.

One Cannot Weep For The Entire World, It Is Beyond Human Strength. One Must Choose.

Rien N'est Vrai Que Ce Qu'on Ne Dit Pas. Nothing Is True Except That Which Is Unsaid.

What Fun It Would Be To Be Poor, As Long As One Was Excessively Poor! Anything In Excess Is Most Exhilarating

The Only Immorality Is Not To Do What One Has To Do When One Has To Do It.