Writing Is Like Paying Myself A Formal

The Perfect Man Of Pagans Was The Perfection Of The Man There Is; The Perfect Man Of Christians, The Perfection Of The Man There Isn't; The Buddhists' Perfect Man, The Perfection Of Not Existing A Man.

If You Cannot Live Alone, You Were Born A Slave.

In This Metallic Age Of Barbarians, Only A Relentless Cultivation Of Our Ability To Dream, To Analyse And To Captivate Can Prevent Our Personality From Degenerating Into Nothing Or Else Into A Personality Like All The Rest.

Life Hurls Us Like A Stone, And We Sail Through The Air Saying, "look At Me Move.

To Know How To Think With Emotions And To Feel With Intellect.