By Mourning Tongues The Death

You Owe It To All Of Us All Get On With What You're Good At.

May It Not Be That, Just As We Have To Have Faith In Him, God Has To Have Faith In Us And, Considering The History Of The Human Race So Far, May It Not Be That 'faith' Is Even More Difficult For Him Than It Is For Us?

There Is No Love; There Are Only The Various Envies, All Of Them Sad.

Hemingway Is Terribly Limited. His Technique Is Good For Short Stories, For People Who Meet Once In A Bar Very Late At Night, But Do Not Enter Into Relations. But Not For The Novel.

In Life The Loser's Score Is Always Zero.