People Make Filthy Things With

People Make Filthy Things With The Freedom They Regained.

We Have No Need Of Other Worlds. We Need Mirrors. We Don't Know What To Do With Other Worlds. A Single World, Our Own, Suffices Us; But We Can't Accept It For What It Is.

If A Man Who Can’t Count Finds A Four Leaf Clover, Is He Lucky?

Every Stink That Fights The Ventilator Thinks It Is Don Quixote.

You Believe By Doubting And You Doubt By Believing; Yet This State Too Is Not The Final One.