The Only Certainty Is Death.

Since Governments Take The Right Of Death Over Their People, It Is Not Astonishing If The People Should Sometimes Take The Right Of Death Over Governments.

Sometimes Our Thoughts Turn Back Toward A Corner In A Forest, Or The End Of A Bank, Or An Orchard Powdered With Flowers, Seen But A Single Time On Some Happy Day, Yet Remaining In Our Hearts And Leaving In Soul And Body An Unappeased Desire Which Is Not To Be Forgotten, A Feeling That We Have Just Rubbed Elbows With Happiness.

To Avoid Each Other, Their Eyes Had Developed An Amazing Mobility With All The Cunning Of Enemies Fearful Of Meeting Each Other Head On.

The Bed Comprehends Our Whole Life, For We Were Born In It, We Live In It, And We Shall Die In It

Legitimized Love Always Despises Its Easygoing Brother.