The World Is Full Of Contradiction.

Age Childish Makes, They Say, But 'tis Not True; We're Only Genuine Children Still In Age's Season. [ger., Das Alter Macht Nicht Kindisch, Wie Man Spricht, Es Findet Uns Nur Noch Als Wahre Kinder.]

Voluntary Dependence Is The Wonderful Form Of Existence, And How Could That Be Possible Without Love?

Where The Light Is Brightest, The Shadows Are Deepest.

We Are Never Further From What We Wish Than When We Believe That We Have What We Wished For.

But When All Is Said, The Greatest Art Is To Limit And Isolate Oneself.