I Don't Want Your Love

The Sacred Demands The Violation Of What Is Normally The Object Of Terrified Respect.

Intellectual Despair Results In Neither Weakness Nor Dreams, But In Violence. It Is Only A Matter Of Knowing How To Give Vent To One's Rage; Whether One Only Wants To Wander Like Madmen Around Prisons, Or Whether One Wants To Overturn Them.

Sovereignty, Loyalty, And Solitude.

I Think That Knowledge Enslaves Us, That At The Base Of All Knowledge There Is A Servility, The Acceptation Of A Way Of Life Wherein Each Moment Has Meaning Only In Relation To Another Or Others That Will Follow It.

The Circumstances Of My Life Are Paralyzing.