There Is A God-shaped Vacuum In Every

We Run Carelessly To The Precipice, After We Have Put Something Before Us To Prevent Us Seeing It.

This Is What I See, And What Troubles Me. I Look On All Sides, And Everywhere I See Nothing But Obscurity. Nature Offers Me Nothing That Is Not A Matter Of Doubt And Disquiet.

The Last Function Of Reason Is To Recognize That There Are An Infinity Of Things Which Surpass It.

No Animal Admires Another Animal.

Love Has No Age As It Is Always Renewing Itself.