Everything is pathology, except for indifference.
No one can do without some semblance of immortality, and even less will they deny themselves the right to seek it out in the form of this or that reputation, starting with the literary... Since death has come to be accepted by all as the absolute end, everyone writes.
Life is possible only by the deficiencies of our imagination and memory.
Old age, after all, is merely the punishment for having lived.
Humanity adores only those who cause it to perish.
The true hero fights and dies in the name of his destiny, and not in the name of a belief.