Nowadays, Suicide Is Just A

Hate Is Always A Clash Between Our Spirit And Someone Else's Body.

There Is Something Indecent In Words .

You Wait For Nothing If Not For The Word That Will Burst From The Deep Like A Fruit Among Branches.

In General, The Man Who Is Readily Disposed To Sacrifice Himself Is One Who Does Not Know How Else To Give Meaning To His Life. The Profession Of Enthusiasm Is The Most Sickening Of All Insincerities.

Men Who Have A Tempestuous Inner Life And Do Not Seek To Give Vent To It By Talking Or Writing Are Simply Men Who Have No Tempestuous Inner Life. Give Company To A Lonely Man And He Will Talk More Than Anyone.