Beauty Beheld In Solitude Is Even More

Man Does Not Fear Death, Only The Suffering.

It Is In The Prime Of Youth That Man Sinks Into Empty Phrases And Grimaces. It's In This Smithy That Our Maturity Is Forged.

Great Poetry Must Be Admired, Because It Is Great And Because It Is Poetry, And So We Admire It.

Wherever I See Some Mystique, Be It Virtue Or Family, Faith Or Fatherland, There I Must Commit Some Indecent Act.

A Brilliant Liar; He Has Total Recall.