My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I'm going to sleep.
There is no book of mine that I reject. That does not mean that I find them good.
To think new thoughts you have to break the bones in your head
Man can will nothing unless he has first understood that he must count on no one but himself.
How can I, who was not able to retain my own past, hope to save that of another?
Once freedom lights its beacon in man's heart, the gods are powerless against him.