The More I Try To

Nothing Makes Me More Pessimistic Than The Obligation Not To Be Pessimistic.

There Are More Dead People Than Living. And Their Numbers Are Increasing. The Living Are Getting Rarer.

No Society Has Been Able To Abolish Human Sadness, No Political System Can Deliver Us From The Pain Of Living, From Our Fear Of Death, Our Thirst For The Absolute. It Is The Human Condition That Directs The Social Condition, Not Vice Versa.

When Silence Confronts Us, The Question To Which There Is No Answer Rings Out In The Silence. That Ultimate "why," That Great "why" Is Like A Light That Blots Out Everything, But A Blinding Light; Nothing More Can Be Made Out.

It Is Not The Answer That Enlightens, But The Question.