I Am A Sick Man...i Am A

There Is Not A Thing That Is More Positive Than Bread.

You Can Be Sincere And Still Be Stupid.

Who Doesn't Desire His Fathers Death?

I Am A Wicked Man... But Do You Know, Gentlemen, What Was The Main Point About My Wickedness? The Whole Thing, Precisely Was, The Greatest Nastiness Precisely Lay In My Being Shamefully Conscious Every Moment, Even In Moments Of The Greatest Bile, That I Was Not Only Not A Wicked Man But Was Not Even An Embittered Man, That I Was Simply Frightening Sparrows In Vain, And Pleasing Myself With It.

There Is No Explaining Anything By Reasoning And So It Is Useless To Reason.