Every Dog Has Like Me

Art Is For The Artist Is Only Suffering Through Which He Releases Himself For Further Suffering.

There Is An Infinite Amount Of Hope In The Universe ... But Not For Us.

Some Deny The Existence Of Misery By Pointing To The Sun; He Denies The Existence Of The Sun By Pointing To Misery.

What Do I Have In Common With Jews? I Don't Even Have Anything In Common With Myself.

It Requires Enormous Presence Of Mind Or Rather Quickness Of Wit, When Opening Your Eyes To Seize Hold As It Were Of Everything In The Room At Exactly The Same Place Where You Had Let It Go On The Previous Evening. That Is Why The Moment Of Waking Up Was The Riskiest Moment Of The Day. Once That Was Well Over Without Deflecting You From Your Orbit, You Could Take Heart Of Grace For The Rest Of The Day.