I Will Always Be Haunted By Thoughts

One Must Use The Weapons One Finds In One's Path.

The Way I See It, There Is No Greater Spiritual Beauty Than Fanaticism, Of A Sort So Sincere It Can Only End In Martyrdom.

Life On The Open Road Is Liberty... To Be Alone, To Have Few Needs, To Be Unknown, Everywhere A Foreigner And At Home, And To Walk Grandly And Solitarily In Conquest Of The World.

To Be Alone Is To Be Free, And Freedom Was The Only Happiness Accessible To My Nature.

For Now It Seems That By Advancing Into Unknown Territories, I Entered Into My Life