I have given a name to my pain, and call it "dog".
I should not believe in a God who does not dance.
Men after death ... are understood worse than men of the moment, but heard better.
Was that life? Well then, once more!
The advocates of a criminal are seldom artists enough to turn the beautiful terribleness of the deed to the advantage of the doer.
What was formerly merely sickly now becomes indecent : it is indecent to be a Christian today.