For every man there exists a bait which he cannot resist swallowing.
The greatest cure for love is still that time honoured medicine - love returned.
And again and again the human race will decree from time to time: There is something at which it is absolutely forbidden henceforth to laugh.
Existence really is an imperfect tense that never becomes a present.
The labyrinthine man never seeks the truth but always and only his Ariadne.
Even your silence wants to choke me, you who are so abysmally silent.