How Easy It Is To Be "deep":

Trees Are Massacred, Houses Go Up — Faces, Faces Everywhere. Man Is Spreading. Man Is The Cancer Of The Earth.

All Philosophers Should End Their Days At Pythia's Feet. There Is Only One Philosophy, That Of Unique Moments.

Mind, Even More Deadly To Empires Than To Individuals, Erodes Them, Compromises Their Solidity.

If Each Of Us Were To Confess His Most Secret Desire, The One That Inspires All His Plans, All His Actions, He Would Say: "i Want To Be Praised."

You Cannot Protect Your Solitude If You Cannot Make Yourself Odious.