Acting Is Happy Agony.

God Is Absence. God Is The Solitude Of Man.

I Will Take It All: Tongs, Molten Lead, Prongs, Garrotes, All That Burns, All That Tears, I Want To Truly Suffer. Better One Hundred Bites, Better The Whip, Vitriol, Than This Suffering In The Head, This Ghost Of Suffering Which Grazes And Caresses And Never Hurts Enough.

I Hate Victims Who Respect Their Executioners.

The Existentialist Says At Once That Man Is Anguish.

One Could Only Damage Oneself Through The Harm One Did To Others. One Could Never Get Directly At Oneself.