And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.
To go against the grain is the secret of bravery.
Eternity is a glorious word, but eternity is ice.
Some people complain there are too many people on earth, Some people complain about secret societies, Some people accuse others of not being able to wake up early. Almost all people complain about something.
A word only writes its night and rides its dream.
Arrival in the world is really a departure and that, which we call departure, is only a return.