Everybody Knows Life Isn't Worth Living.

You Know Very Well That I No Longer Think. I Am Far Too Intelligent For That.

Conscious Of Not Being Able To Separate Myself From My Time, I Have Decided To Become Part Of It.

The First Progressive Step For A Mind Overwhelmed By The Strangeness Of Things Is To Realize That This Feeling Of Strangeness Is Shared With All Men And That Human Reality, In Its Entirety, Suffers From The Distance Which Separates It From The Rest Of The Universe.

But In The End One Needs More Courage To Live Than To Kill Himself.

The Society Based On Production Is Only Productive, Not Creative.