There Is Something Indecent In

The Only Way To Escape The Abyss Is To Look At It, Gauge It, Sound It Out And Descend Into It.

When We Read, We Are Not Looking For New Ideas, But To See Our Own Thoughts Given The Seal Of Confirmation On The Printed Page. The Words That Strike Us Are Those That Awake An Echo In A Zone We Have Already Made Our Own—the Place Where We Live—and The Vibration Enables Us To Find Fresh Starting Points Within Ourselves

We Can All Do Good Deeds, But Very Few Of Us Can Think Good Thoughts.

The Only Joy In The World Is To Begin.

How Can You Have Confidence In A Woman Who Will Not Risk Entrusting Her Whole Life To You, Day And Night?