Women Are Like Dreams, They

Life Is A Very Sad Piece Of Buffoonery, Because We Have .. The Need To Fool Ourselves Continuously By The Spontaneous Creation Of A Reality .. Which, From Time To Time, Reveals Itself To Be Vain And Illusory.

A Fact Is Like A Sack Which Won't Stand Up If It's Empty. In Order That It May Stand Up, One Has To Put Into It The Reason And Sentiment Which Caused It To Exist.

We Ride Through Life On The Beast Within Us. Beat The Animal, But You Can't Make It Think.

We Think We Understand Each Other, But We Never Really Do.

Woe To Him Who Doesn't Know How To Wear His Mask, Be He King Or Pope!