The World Stands On Absurdities, And Without

I Suddenly Dreamt That I Picked Up The Revolver And Aimed It Straight At My Heart My Heart, And Not My Head; And I Had Determined Beforehand To Fire At My Head, At My Right Temple. After Aiming At My Chest I Waited A Second Or Two, And Suddenly My Candle , My Table, And The Wall In Front Of Me Began Moving And Heaving. I Made Haste To Pull The Trigger.

My Feelings, Gratitude, For Instance, Are Denied Me Simply Because Of My Social Position.

To Achieve Perfection, One Must First Begin By Not Understanding Many Things! And If We Understand Too Quickly, We May Not Understand Well.

Drowning Men, It Is Said, Cling To Wisps Of Straw.

In Abstract Love Of Humanity One Almost Always Only Loves Oneself.