If you desire to drain to the dregs the fullest cup of scorn and hatred that a fellow human being can pour out for you, let a young mother hear you call dear baby 'it.'

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison.

Humankind can't stand too much reality.

Where there is no temple there shall be no homes.

Teach us to care and not to care

The circle of our understanding is a very restricted area.