One Cannot Be A Part-time Nihilist.

Ah, Mon Cher, For Anyone Who Is Alone, Without God And Without A Master, The Weight Of Days Is Dreadful.

To Lose The Touch Of Flowers And Women's Hands Is The Supreme Separation.

Although It Was The Middle Of Winter, I Finally Realized That, Within Me, Summer Was Inextinguishable.

One Cannot Be A Part-time Nihilist.

The Principles Which Men Give To Themselves End By Overwhelming Their Noblest Intentions.