Logic May Indeed Be Unshakeable, But It

I Miss You Deeply, Unfathomably, Senselessly, Terribly.

I Have Hardly Anything In Common With Myself And Should Stand Very Quietly In A Corner, Content That I Can Breathe.

I Think We Ought To Read Only The Kind Of Books That Wound And Stab Us.

Isolation Is A Way To Know Ourselves.

Man Cannot Live Without A Continuous Confidence In Something Indestructible Within Himself.