Everything Is Pathology, Except For

Is It Possible That Existence Is Our Exile And Nothingness Our Home?

Torment, For Some Men, Is A Need, An Appetite, And An Accomplishment.

Revenge Is Not Always Sweet, Once It Is Consummated We Feel Inferior To Our Victim.

Even When Nothing Happens, Everything Seems Too Much For Me. What Can Be Said, Then, In The Presence Of An Event, Any Event?

As Long As One Believes In Philosophy, One Is Healthy; Sickness Begins When One Starts To Think.