What Is Pity But The Vice Of

A Sudden Silence In The Middle Of A Conversation Suddenly Brings Us Back To Essentials: It Reveals How Dearly We Must Pay For The Invention Of Speech.

The Desire To Die Was My One And Only Concern; To It I Have Sacrificed Everything, Even Death.

Nothing Proves That We Are More Than Nothing.

Between Ennui And Ecstasy Unwinds Our Whole Experience Of Time.

Reality Is A Creation Of Our Excesses.