Anything that has real and lasting value is always a gift from within.

Martyrs do not underrate the body, they allow it to be elevated on the cross. In this they are at one with their antagonists.

One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in his bed he had been changed into a monstrous bug.

I carry the bars within me.

You're not cross with me, though?" he said. She pulled her hand away and answered, "No, no, I'm never cross with anyone.

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.

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