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I want to live my life so that my nights are not full of regrets.
How beautiful maleness is, if it finds its right expression.
I have never seen a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A little bird will fall dead, frozen from a bough, without ever having felt sorry for itself.
But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.
The mind can assert anything and pretend it has proved it. My beliefs I test on my body, on my intuitional consciousness, and when I get a response there, then I accept.
Never trust the artist. Trust the tale.
There are three cures for ennui: sleep, drink and travel.