The basis of shame is not some personal mistake of ours, but the ignom >>
The present era grabs everything that was ever written in order to tra >>
Happiness is the longing for repetition. >>
He had a face like a blessing. >>
Every European visitor to the United States is struck by the comparati >>
Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn. >>
The serial number of a human specimen is the face, that accidental and unrepeatable combination of features. It reflects neither character nor soul, nor what we call the self. The face is only the serial number of a specimen.