I Was Born Poor And Without Religion,

A Loveless World Is A Dead World.

And For All His Life It Would Be Kindness And Love That Made Him Cry, Never Pain Or Persecution, Which On The Contrary Only Reinforced His Spirit And His Resolution.

When One Has Extensively Pondered About Men, As A Career Or As A Vocation, One Sometimes Feels Nostalgic For Primates. At Least They Do Not Have Ulterior Motives.

One Grows Out Of Pity When It's Useless.

The Day When I Am No More Than A Writer I Shall Cease To Be A Writer.