~beautiful soul weeps deep~

I gave in to life. I was not defeated but outplayed.

They entered there into the unconscious philosophy of the town; that life was an incomprehensible marvel, since it was incessantly wasted and spent, yet none the less it lasted and endured 'like the bridge on the Drina'.

There is no rule without revolts and conspiracies, even as there is no property without work and worry.

Searching for what I need, and I don't even know precisely what that is, I was going from a man to a man, and I saw that all of them together have less than me who has nothing, and that I left to each of them a bit of that what I don't have and I've been searching for.

If people would know how little brain is ruling the world, they would die of fear.

One shouldn't be afraid of the humans. Well, I am not afraid of the humans, but of what is inhuman in them.