What The World Requires Of The Christians

In Order To Be Created, A Work Of Art Must First Make Use Of The Dark Forces Of The Soul

Maman Died Today. Or Yesterday Maybe, I Don't Know. I Got A Telegram From The Home: 'mother Deceased. Funeral Tomorrow. Faithfully Yours.' That Doesn't Mean Anything. Maybe It Was Yesterday.

Violence Is Both Unavoidable And Unjustifiable.

Proof Is Never Definitive, After All; One Has To Begin Again With Each New Person.

From The Moment Absurdity Is Recognized, It Becomes A Passion, The Most Harrowing Of All. But Whether Or Not One Can Live With One's Passions, Whether Or Not One Can Accept Their Law, Which Is To Burn The Heart They Simultaneously Exalt - That Is The Whole Question.