Our treasure lies in the beehive of our knowledge. We are perpetually >>
All of life is a dispute over taste and tasting. >>
War has always been the grand sagacity of every spirit which has grown >>
Existence itself does not feel horrible; it feels like an ecstasy, rat >>
Existence really is an imperfect tense that never becomes a present. >>
It is living and ceasing to live that are imaginary solutions. Existen >>
Existence really is an imperfect tense that never becomes a present.