Analysis Does Not Take Into Account The

Since Desire Always Goes Towards That Which Is Our Direct Opposite, It Forces Us To Love That Which Will Make Us Suffer.

The Period Without The Diary Remains An Ordeal. Every Evening I Want My Diary As One Wants Opium.

I Have No Brakes On...analysis Is For Those Who Are Paralyzed By Life.

My Diary Seems To Keep Me Whole.

Introspection Is A Devouring Monster.