I am well versed in reading the pages of war.
When does the loneliness of old age begin?
I have signed a pact with life: we will not get in each other's way
I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act. It is not the duty of those around me to love me. Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man.
Whatever has been achieved through pressure and violence is unstable, unreliable and incorrect.
Life bites like a dog.