We Rarely Confide In Those Who Are

For Ever, I Shall Be A Stranger To Myself.

Somebody Has To Have The Last Word. If Not, Every Argument Could Be Opposed By Another And We'd Never Be Done With It.

Charm Is A Way Of Getting The Answer 'yes' Without Asking A Clear Question.

The More I Produce, The Less I Am Certain. On The Road Along Which The Artist Walks, Night Falls Ever More Densely. Finally, He Dies Blind.

Death Means Nothing To Men Like Me. It's The Event That Proves Them Right.