Love Is The Infinite Placed Within The

All That Makes A Lunatic Are The Very Ordinary Ideas Of Mankind Shut Up Inside A Man's Head.

To Travel Is Very Useful, It Makes The Imagination Work, The Rest Is Just Delusion And Pain. Our Journey Is Entirely Imaginary, Which Is Its Strength.

That Is Perhaps What We Seek Throughout Life, That And Nothing More, The Greatest Possible Sorrow So As To Become Fully Ourselves Before Dying.

If It Is Your Duty To Croak Like The Toad, Then Go Ahead! And With All Your Might! Make Them Hear You!

The More One Is Hated, I Find, The Happier One Is.