A lawyer is a person who writes a 10,000-word document and calls it a "brief."

Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself.

The limited circle is pure.

We are sinful not only because we have eaten of the Tree of Knowledge, but also because we have not yet eaten of the Tree of Life. The state in which we are is sinful, irrespective of guilt.

What I write is different from what I say, what I say is different from what I think, what I think is different from what I ought to think and so it goes further into the deepest darkness.

Heaven is dumb, echoing only the dumb.

It receives you when you come and dismisses you when you go.