I Believe One Writes Because

We Cannot Cure The Evils Of Politics With Politics.

Throw Your Dreams Into Space Like A Kite, And You Do Not Know What It Will Bring Back, A New Life, A New Friend, A New Love, A New Country.

I Only Believe In Fire. Life. Fire. Being Myself On Fire I Set Others On Fire. Never Death. Fire And Life.

I'm Sick Of My Own Romanticism!

The Basis Of Insincerity Is The Idealized Image We Hold Of Ourselves And Wish To Impose On Others.