No One Can Enjoy Freedom Without Trembling.

Only Those Moments Count, When The Desire To Remain By Yourself Is So Powerful That You'd Prefer To Blow Your Brains Out Than Exchange A Word With Someone.

That History Just Unfolds, Independently Of A Specified Direction, Of A Goal, No One Is Willing To Admit.

By What Aberration Has Suicide, The Only Truly Normal Action, Become The Attribute Of The Flawed?

We Are So Lonely In Life That We Must Ask Ourselves If The Loneliness Of Dying Is Not A Symbol Of Our Human Existence.

We Cannot Be Normal And Alive At The Same Time.