Destruction Is Ultimately Self-destruction.

I Am Quite Wiling To Confide Entirely In Human Being, Except That At Some Moment Or Another Human Beings Get Preoccupied, Moody, Busy, Inattentive, And There Come An End To The Interest, And This Never Happens In A Journal!

The Richest Source Of Creation Is Feeling, Followed By A Vision Of Its Meaning.

I Prefer Empty Cages, Sabina, Until I Find A Unique Bird I Once Saw In My Dreams.

Had I Not Created My Whole World, I Would Certainly Have Died In Other People’s.

Sometimes We Reveal Ourselves When We Are Least Like Ourselves.