I think of life as an inn where I have to stay until the abyss coach arrives. I don't know where it will take me, for I know nothing.

... And I, who timidly hate life, fear death with fascination. I fear this nothingness that could be something else, and I fear it as nothing and as something …

Every day things happen in the world that cannot be explained by any law of things we know. Every day they're mentioned and forgotten, and the same mystery tha…

Whether or not they exist, we're slaves to the gods.

It was close; but that's the way it is in war. You win or lose, live or die - and the difference is just an eyelash.

Estas que fueron pompa y alegria despertando al albor de la manana, a la tarde seran lastima vana durmiendo en brazos de la noche fria.

My troubles are many They're deep as a well I swear there ain't no Heaven And I pray there ain't no hell But I'll never know by living only my dying will tell.…