When Everything Belongs To Everyone, Nobody Will

The Most Beautiful Things Are Those That Madness Prompts And Reason Writes.

True Eloquence Forgoes Eloquence.

One Is Always Wrong To Open A Conversation With The Devil, For, However He Goes About It, He Always Insists Upon Having The Last Word.

Never Have I Been Able To Settle In Life. Always Seated Askew, As If On The Arm Of A Chair; Ready To Get Up, To Leave.

True Kindness Presupposes The Faculty Of Imagining As One's Own The Suffering And Joys Of Others.