I Will Leave No Memoirs.

Real Sorrow Is Incompatible With Hope. No Matter How Great That Sorrow May Be, Hope Raises It One Hundred Cubits Higher.

It Is A Power Stronger Than Will. Could A Stone Escape From The Laws Of Gravity? Impossible. Impossible, For Evil To Form An Alliance With Good.

Poetry Must Be Made By All And Not By One.

Farewell Until Eternity, Where You And I Shall Not Find Ourselves Together.

As Beautiful As The Chance Encounter Of A Sewing Machine And An Umbrella On An Operating Table.