What Is Pity But The Vice Of

The More Intense A Spiritual Leader's Appetite For Power, The More He Is Concerned To Limit It To Others.

We Are So Lonely In Life That We Must Ask Ourselves If The Loneliness Of Dying Is Not A Symbol Of Our Human Existence.

The Amount Of Chiaroscuro An Idea Harbors Is The Only Index Of Its Profundity.

Nostalgia, More Than Anything, Gives Us The Shudder Of Our Own Imperfection. This Is Why With Chopin We Feel So Little Like Gods.

Illusion Begets And Sustains The World; We Do Not Destroy One Without Destroying The Other. Which Is What I Do Every Day. An Apparently Ineffectual Operation, Since I Must Begin All Over Again The Next Day.