There It Is: I Am Gently Slipping

I Hate Victims Who Respect Their Executioners.

Life Has No Meaning The Moment You Lose The Illusion Of Being Eternal.

The Absurd Man Will Not Commit Suicide; He Wants To Live, Without Relinquishing Any Of His Certainty, Without A Future, Without Hope, Without Illusions … And Without Resignation Either. He Stares At Death With Passionate Attention And This Fascination Liberates Him. He Experiences The “divine Irresponsibility” Of The Condemned Man.

I Was A Neophyte In Another World [in 1954].

When The Rich Wage War, It's The Poor Who Die.