Existing Is Plagiarism.

So Long As Man Is Protected By Madness - He Functions - And Flourishes.

By Virtue Of Depression, We Recall Those Misdeeds We Buried In The Depths Of Our Memory. Depression Exhumes Our Shames.

Losing Love Is So Rich A Philosophical Ordeal That It Makes A Hairdresser Into A Rival Of Socrates.

Democracy: A Festival Of Mediocrity.

We Dread The Future Only When We Are Not Sure We Can Kill Ourselves When We Want To.