The Snow Has Not Yet

It Is Always "youth, Youth," When There Is Nothing Else To Be Said.

It Is Easier To Ask Of The Poor Than Of The Rich.

Is It Our Job To Judge? The Gendarme, Policemen And Bureaucrats Have Been Especially Prepared By Fate For That Job. Our Job Is Towrite, And Only To Write.

When Asked, "why Do You Always Wear Black?", He Said, "i Am Mourning For My Life.

What A Fine Weather Today! Can’t Choose Whether To Drink Tea Or To Hang Myself.