The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.
History proves nothing because it contains everything.
Far from diminishing the appetite for power, suffering exasperates it.
I am like a broken puppet whose eyes have fallen inside.
By all evidence we are in the world to do nothing.
I don’t understand how people can believe in God, even when I myself think of him everyday.