The heart does not lie.

It is often hard to bear the tears that we ourselves have caused.

Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true.

The past not merely is not fugitive, it remains present.

Lies are essential to humanity. They are perhaps as important as the pursuit of pleasure and moreover are dictated by that pursuit.

We are at times too ready to believe that the present is the only possible state of things.

Dear Friend: I have nearly died three times since morning.