A good man with a good conscience doesn't walk so fast.

People like us are unhappy in this world and in the next, I guess if we made it to heaven, we'd have to help make it thunder.

There is something beautiful about virtue, Captain. But I am just a poor guy.

Death is the most blessed dream.

The death clock is ticking slowly in our breast, and each drop of blood measures its time, and our life is a lingering fever.

How many women does one need to sing the scale of love all the way up and down?

That is a long word: forever!

The world is chaos. Nothingness is the yet-to-be-born god of the world.

Freedom and whores are the most cosmopolitan items under the sun. .

The stars are scattered all over the sky like shimmering tears, there must be great pain in the eye from which they trickled.