A Self-respecting Man Is A

What Would Be Left Of Our Tragedies If An Insect Were To Present Us His?

Every Word Affords Me Pain. Yet How Sweet It Would Be If I Could Hear What The Flowers Have To Say About Death!

I Have No Nationality - The Best Possible Status For An Intellectual.

Transmitting One's Flaws [through Procreation] To Someone Else Is A Crime. I Could Never Consent To Give Life To Someone Who Would Inherent My Ailments.

Man Starts Over Again Everyday, In Spite Of All He Knows, Against All He Knows.