The Snake Which Cannot Cast Its Skin

The Value Of Many Men And Books Rests Solely On Their Faculty For Compelling All To Seek Out The Most Hidden And Intimate Things.

There Is Such A Thing As A Hatred Of Lies And Dissimulation, Which Is The Outcome Of A Delicate Sense Of Humor; There Is Also The Selfsame Hatred But As The Result Of Cowardice, In So Far As Falsehood Is Forbidden By Divine Law. Too Cowardly To Lie.

To Find Everything Profound - That Is An Inconvenient Trait. It Makes One Strain One's Eyes All The Time, And In The End One Finds More Than One Might Have Wished.

One Must Still Have Chaos In Oneself To Be Able To Give Birth To A Dancing Star.

What Really Makes One Indignant About Suffering Isn't The Thing Itself But The Senselessness Of It.