Self-conscious Rejection Of The Absolute Is The

No Matter Which Way We Go, It Is No Better Than Any Other. It Is All The Same Whether You Achieve Something Or Not, Have Faith Or Not, Just As It Is All The Same Whether You Cry Or Remain Silent.

The Multiplication Of Our Kind Borders On The Obscene; The Duty To Love Them, On The Preposterous.

A Golden Rule: To Leave An Incomplete Image Of Oneself.

No One Recovers From The Disease Of Being Born, A Deadly Wound If There Ever Was One.

Tears Do Not Burn Except In Solitude.