Without solitude true happiness was impossible. The fallen angel was faithless to God probably only because he longed for solitude, which angles knew not.
Yelena. What a lovely day!… Not to hot either. Voynitski. It would even be pleasant to hang oneself on a day like this.
Your talent sets you apart if you were a toad or a tarantula, even then, people would respect you, for to talent all things are forgiven.
The thirst for powerful sensations takes the upper hand both over fear and over compassion for the grief of others.