What Makes Bad Writers So Annoying Is

The Past Is Such A Subtle Thing. [but] In The End, Nothing Else Exists, Everything Is Made Of The Past, Even The Future.

Our Shadows Are Taller Than Ourselves.

I Am Not A Bibliophile But A Humanophile: I Look For Rare Human Beings.

It's Necessary To Use Suffering. Otherwise, One Is Used By It.

I'm Fond Of Human Beings, But Only One At A Time.