Rulers Who Want To Unleash

I Cannot Become Modest; Too Many Things Burn In Me; The Old Solutions Are Falling Apart; Nothing Has Been Done Yet With The New Ones. So I Begin, Everywhere At Once, As If I Had A Century Ahead Of Me.

He Who Is Obsessed By Death Is Made Guilty By It.

One Should Not Confuse The Craving For Life With Endorsement Of It.

There Can Be No Creator, Simply Because His Grief At The Fate Of His Creation Would Be Inconceivable And Unendurable.

Words Are Not Too Old, Only People Are Too Old If They Use The Same Words Too Frequently.