Emotion Is First Of All And In

The For-itself, In Fact, Is Nothing But The Pure Nihilation Of The In-itself; It Is Like A Hole Of Being At The Heart Of Being.

Some Of These Days, Oh, You'll Miss Me Honey

I Admire [samuel] Beckett, But I Am Totally Against Him. He Seeks No Improvement.

To Eat Is To Appropriate By Destruction.

All I Want Is' - And He Uttered The Final Words Through Clenched Teeth And With A Sort Of Shame - 'to Retain My Freedom.' I Should Myself Have Thought,' Said Jacques, 'that Freedom Consisted In Frankly Confronting Situations Into Which One Had Deliberately Entered, And Accepting All One's Responsibilities. But That, No Doubt, Is Not Your View.