To Know The World, One Must Construct

Writing Is A Fine Thing, Because It Combines The Two Pleasures Of Talking To Yourself And Talking To A Crowd.

Living Is Like Working Out A Long Addition Sum, And If You Make A Mistake In The First Two Totals You Will Never Find The Right Answer. It Means Involving Oneself In A Complicated Chain Of Circumstances.

It Is Not The Actual Enjoyment Of Pleasure That We Desire. What We Want Is To Test The Futility Of That Pleasure, So As To Be No Longer Obsessed By It.

In Fact A Man In Love Or One Consumed With Hatred Creates Symbols For Himself, As A Superstitious Man Does, From A Passion Of Conferring Uniqueness On Things Or Persons. A Man Who Knows Nothing Of Symbols Is One Of Dante's Sluggards. This Is Why Art Mirrors Itself In Primitive Rites Or Strong Passions, Seeking For Symbols, Revolving Round The Primitive Taste For Savagery, For What Is Irrational (blood And Sex).

Life Is Not A Search For Experience, But For Ourselves. Having Discovered Our Own Fundamental Level We Realize That It Conforms To Our Own Destiny And We Find Peace.