His livid face is a bewildered false green. I notice it, between the chest's hard air, with the fraternity of knowing I will also be so.

All problemas are unsolvable. The essence of the existence of a problem is that there is no solution. Looking for a fact means there is no fact. To think is no…

We never love someone. We just love the idea we have of someone. It's a concept of ours - summing up, ourselves - that we love.

To act is to rest.

Of all the Griefs that harrass the Distrest, Sure the most bitter is a scornful Jest

Oh eyes, no eyes, but fountains fraught with tears; Oh life, no life, but lively form of death; Oh world, no world, but mass of public wrongs, Confused and fil…

'To make that long, last donkey-ride between the pikeman and the stake, to hear the shouting and the chant of hypocrites, to be a spectacle for animals in huma…