Maybe It's Better Like This,

If It Were Possible To Have A Life Absolutely Free From Every Feeling Of Sin, What A Terrifying Vacuum It Would Be.

I've Discovered Nothing. But Do You Remember How Much We Talked When We Were Boys? We Talked Just For The Fun Of It. We Knew Very Well It Was Only Talk, But Still We Enjoyed It.

The Search For A New Personality Is Futile; What Is Fruitful Is The Interest The Old Personality Can Take In New Activities.

There Is No Finer Revenge Than That Which Others Inflict On Your Enemy. Moreover, It Has The Advantage Of Leaving You The Role Of A Generous Man.

Traveling Is A Brutality. It Forces You To Trust Strangers And To Lose Sight Of All That Familiar Comfort Of Home And Friends. You Are Constantly Off Balance. Nothing Is Yours Except The Essential Things: Air, Sleep, Dreams, Sea, The Sky - All Things Tending Towards The Eternal Or What We Imagine Of It.