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Man Cannot Live Without A Continuous Confidence In Something Indestructible Within Himself.

Self-control Means Wanting To Be Effective At Some Random Point In The Infinite Radiations Of My Spiritual Existence.

Art Is For The Artist Is Only Suffering Through Which He Releases Himself For Further Suffering.

There Was Once A Community Of Scoundrels, That Is To Say, They Were Not Scoundrels, But Ordinary People.

Hiding Places There Are Innumerable, Escape Is Only One, But Possibilities Of Escape, Again, Are As Many As Hiding Places.