Sailing Is Necessary, Living Is Not Necessary.

The Gods Sell When They Give. Glory Is Paid For With Disgrace. Poor Are The Happy, For They Are Just What Passes.

Only Sterility Is Noble And Dignified. Only Killing What Never Was Is Elevated And Perverse And Absurd.

Ah, Who Will Save Me From Existing? It's Neither Death Nor Life That I Want.

I Never Meant To Be But A Dreamer.

To Love Is To Tire Of Being Alone; It Is Therefore A Cowardice, A Betrayal Of Ourselves. (it Is Exceedingly Important That We Not Love.)