We Do Not Free Ourselves From Something

A Love Thought: I Love You So Much That I Could Wish I Had Been Born Your Brother, Or Had Brought You Into The World Myself.

Life Is Pain And The Enjoyment Of Love Is An Anesthetic.

It Had To Happen To You, To Concentrate Your Whole Life On One Point, And Then Discover That You Can Do Anything Except Live At That Point.

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.

Suicides Are Timid Murderers. Masochism Instead Of Sadism.