Thank God, I am still an atheist.
I can't help feeling that there is no beauty without hope, struggle, and conquest.
Repeat, over and over again, in case anyone forgets it or believes the contrary, that we do not live in the best of all possible worlds.
Mystery is the basic element of all works of art.
A paranoiac, like a poet, is born, not made.
I can only wait for the final amnesia, the one that can erase an entire life.