There Is No More Sombre

There Is No Pain Equal To That Which Two Lovers Can Inflict On One Another... It Is When We Begin To Hurt Those Whom We Love That The Guilt With Which We Are Born Becomes Intolerable, And Since All Those Whom We Love Intensely And Continuously Grow Part Of Us, And Since We Hate Ourselves In Them, So We Torture Ourselves And Them Together.

No One Over Thirty-five Is Worth Meeting Who Has Not Something To Teach Us, Something More Than We Could Learn For Ourselves, From A Book.

There Is No Suicide For Which All Society Is Not Responsible.

We Are All Serving A Life Sentence In The Dungeon Of The Self.

The Dread Of Loneliness Is Greater Than The Fear Of Bondage, So We Get Married.