Wherever We Go, We Come Up Against

Utopia Is A Mixture Of Childish Rationalism And Secularized Angelism.

As Far As I Am Concerned, I Resign From Humanity. I No Longer Want To Be, Nor Can Still Be, A Man. What Should I Do? Work For A Social And Political System, Make A Girl Miserable? Hunt For Weaknesses In Philosophical Systems, Fight For Moral And Esthetic Ideals? It’s All Too Little. I Renounce My Humanity Even Though I May Find Myself Alone. But Am I Not Already Alone In This World From Which I No Longer Expect Anything?

No One Can Enjoy Freedom Without Trembling.

My Mission Is To See Things As They Are. Exactly Contrary Of A Mission.

How Good Would It Be If One Could Die By Throwing Oneself Into An Infinite Void.