All Disgust Is Originally Disgust At Touching.

I Would Like To Metamorphose Into A Mouse-mountain.

You Could Tell A Lot About A Man By The Books He Keeps - His Tastes, His Interest, His Habits.

Thinking Involves Not Only The Flow Of Thoughts, But Their Arrest As Well.

It Is In A Small Village In The Pyrenees Where No One Knows Me 7that My Life Will Come To A Close.... There Is Not Enough Time Remaining For Me To Write All The Letters I Would Like To Write.

You Follow The Same Paths Of Thought As Before. Only, They Appear Strewn With Roses.