I have offended God and mankind because my work didn't reach the quality it should have.

Thirst will parch your tongue and your body will waste through lack of sleep ere you can describe in words that which painting instantly sets before the eye

In rivers, the water that you touch is the last of what has passed and the first of that which comes; so with present time.

All knowledge which ends in words will die as quickly as it came to life, with the exception of the written word: which is its mechanical part.

Ah, well, then I suppose I shall have to die beyond my means.

Dear World, I am leaving you because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving you with your worries in this sweet cesspool - good luck.