Man Is A Free Agent; But He

If You Have Not Done Things Worthy Of Being Written About, At Least Write Things Worthy Of Being Read.

Desires Are But Pain And Torment, And Enjoyment Is Sweet Because It Delivers Us From Them.

From That Moment Our Love Became Sad, And Sadness Is A Disease Which Gives The Death-blow To Affection.

I Am Writing My Life To Laugh At Myself, And I Am Succeeding.

Economy Spoils Pleasure