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You Proclaim That One Should Die For The Highest Virtues, Because You Take It For Granted That Nobody's Been Living For Them, Not Even For A Single Hour.

Every Word Wants To Be Taken Literally, Else It Decays Into A Lie. But One Mustn't Take Any Word Literally, Else The World Becomes A Madhouse.

A Man Can't Be Angry At His Own Time Without Suffering Some Damage.

Time, Which Runs Through The World Like An Endless Tinsel Thread, Seemed To Pass Through The Centre Of This Room And Through The Centre Of These People And Suddenly To Pause And Petrify, Stiff, Still And Glittering... And The Objects In The Room Drew A Little Closer Together.

A Politician Who Climbs High Over The Bodies Of The Slain Is Described As Vile Or Great According To The Degree Of His Success.