To Live Without Hope Is To Cease

Man Is A Mystery. It Needs To Be Unravelled, And If You Spend Your Whole Life Unravelling It, Don't Say That You've Wasted Time. I Am Studying That Mystery Because I Want To Be A Human Being.

Life Had Stepped Into The Place Of Theory.

Sorrow Compressed My Heart, And I Felt I Would Die, And Then... Well, Then I Woke Up.

The Perpetration Of A Crime Is Accompanied By Illness!

I Feel Pity For Him, And That Is A Poor Sign Of Love.