From The Period When I Wrote La

Better To Have Beasts That Let Themselves Be Killed Than Men Who Run Away.

When Rich People Fight Wars With One Another, Poor People Are The Ones To Die.

For The Time Being I Have Seen Enough Of Living Things, Of Dogs, Of Men, Of All Flabby Masses Which Move Spontaneously.

Little Flashes Of Sun On The Surface Of A Cold, Dark Sea.

I Am. I Am, I Exist, I Think, Therefore I Am; I Am Because I Think, Why Do I Think? I Don't Want To Think Any More, I Am Because I Think That I Don't Want To Be, I Think That I . . . Because . . . Ugh!