Far From Diminishing The Appetite For Power,

A Civilization Begins To Decline The Moment Life Becomes Its Sole Obsession.

There Is No Other World. Nor Even This One. What, Then, Is There? The Inner Smile Provoked In Us By The Patent Nonexistence Of Both.

Every Thought Should Recall The Ruin Of A Smile.

No One Can Keep His Griefs In Their Prime; They Use Themselves Up.

We Define Only Out Of Despair, We Must Have A Formula... To Give A Facade Tot He Void.