I No Longer Know If I Wish

If There Is A Transmigration Of Souls Then I Am Not Yet On The Bottom Rung. My Life Is A Hesitation Before Birth.

Work As Joy, Inaccessible To The Psychologists.

It Would Have Been So Pointless To Kill Himself That, Even If He Had Wanted To, The Pointlessness Would Have Made Him Unable.

A Non-writing Writer Is A Monster Courting Insanity.

The Spirit Becomes Free Only When It Ceases To Be A Support.