All That I Know About My Life,

I Have No Need For Good Souls: An Accomplice Is What I Wanted.

Being Is. Being Is In-itself. Being Is What It Is.

Consciousness Is A Being The Nature Of Which Is To Be Conscious Of The Nothingness Of Its Being.

Ah! Yes, I Know: Those Who See Me Rarely Trust My Word: I Must Look Too Intelligent To Keep It.

One Should Commit No Stupidity Twice, The Variety Of Choice Is, In The End, Large Enough.