As I grow to understand life less and less, I learn to love it more and more.
God, he whom everyone knows, by name.
I am not sincere, even when I say I am not.
I don't know if God exists, but it would be better for His reputation if He didn't.
Walks. The body advances, while the mind flutters around it like a bird.
There is a justice, but we do not always see it. Discreet, smiling, it is there, at one side, a little behind injustice, which makes a big noise.