The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.

“The truth!" we demanded."Oh, the truth," she stammered, "the truth has nothing …”

“But what after all is one night? A short space, especially when the darkness di…”

“At one and the same time, therefore, society is everything and society is nothi…”

“…Sometimes this constraint would be felt by the whole tribe, numbering some doz…”