We Are Condemned To Live Together.

After Another Moment's Silence She Mumbled That I Was Peculiar, That That Was Probably Why She Loved Me But That One Day I Might Disgust Her For The Very Same Reason.

Suffering Gives Us No Special Rights.

Somebody Has To Have The Last Word. If Not, Every Argument Could Be Opposed By Another And We'd Never Be Done With It.

I Have Always Felt I Lived On The High Seas, Threatened, At The Heart Of A Royal Happiness.

Freedom Is Nothing But A Chance To Be Better.