Remorse Is Impotence, Impotence Which Sins Again.

Most Women Wish To Feel That Their Spirit Has Been Violated. Do They Not, Indeed, Flatter Themselves On Never Yielding Save To Force?

We Love Because We Love.

Vocations Which We Wanted To Pursue, But Didn't, Bleed, Like Colors, On The Whole Of Our Existence.

Poles Offer A Mobility Like That Of The Wind That Blows Over The Immense Plains And Marches Of Poland. Show A Pole A Precipice, And He Will Leap Headlong Over It.

Our Greatest Fears Lie In Anticipation.