I Am A Man, Jupiter, And Each

What Do You Want To Do With The [communist] Party? A Racing Stable? What Good Is It To Sharpen A Knife Every Day If You Never Useit For Slicing? A Party Is Never More Than A Means. There Is Only One Objective: Power.

This Is The Basis For The Joy Of Love When There Is Joy; We Feel That Our Existence Is Justified.

It Is The Same: A Chosen One Is A Man Whom God's Finger Crushes Against The Wall.

We Are Possessed By The Things We Possess. When I Like An Object, I Always Give It To Someone. It Isn't Generosity-it's Only Because I Want Others To Be Enslaved By Objects, Not Me.

I Exist, That Is All, And I Find It Nauseating.