The Act Of Love Is A Confession.

There Are More Things To Admire In Men Than To Despise.

Maman Died Today. Or Yesterday Maybe, I Don't Know. I Got A Telegram From The Home: 'mother Deceased. Funeral Tomorrow. Faithfully Yours.' That Doesn't Mean Anything. Maybe It Was Yesterday.

There Are Some Individuals Who Have Too Strong A Craving, A Will, And A Nostalgia For Happiness Ever To Reach It. They Always Retain A Bitter And Passionate Aftertaste, And That's The Best They Can Hope For.

We Spend Our Days In Deliberating, And We End Them Without Coming To Any Resolve.

Life Is The Sum Of Your Choices.