People Love As Self-recognition What

In Five Minutes The Earth Would Be A Desert, And You Cling To Books.

Explain Nothing. Put It There. Say It. Leave.

Understanding, As We Understand It, Is Misunderstanding.

Slumbering In Every Human Being Lies An Infinity Of Possibilities, Which One Must Not Arouse In Vain. For It Is Terrible When The Whole Man Resonates With Echoes And Echoes, None Becoming A Real Voice.

When You Write Down Your Life, Every Page Should Contain Something No One Has Ever Heard About