The Only Joy In The World Is

To Know The World, One Must Construct It

Reality Is A Prison, Where One Vegetates And Always Will. All The Rest - Thought, Action - Is Just A Pastime, Mental Or Physical. What Counts Then, Is To Come To Grips With Reality. The Rest Can Go.

We Care So Little Of Other People Than Even Christianity Urges Us To Do Good For The Love Of God.

Certainly, To Have A Woman Who Waits At Home For You, Who Will Sleep With You, Gives A Warm Feeling Like Having Something You Must Say; It Makes You Glow, Keeps You Company, Helps You To Live.

Are You Or Aren't You Convinced That Weakness Is A Man's Condition? How Can You Raise Yourself If You Haven't Fallen First?