236 He found solitude so unbearable that he did not even allow his thoughts to ripen in his own head; as soon as he had so much as half a thought, he hastened to share it
326 Good nature is a dubious asset for an artist; it enriches his imagination but wrecks his routine
314 Mankind, as such, does not exist. There are only fatherlands, everyone's fatherland alien to everyone else's
— Nov 27, 2024 09:39AM
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