The Task Of The Solitary

Pursued By Our Origins... We All Are.

No Position Is So False As Having Understood And Still Remaining Alive.

One Cannot Live Without Motives. I Have No Motives Left, And I Am Living.

How Important Can It Be That I Suffer And Think? My Presence In This World Will Disturb A Few Tranquil Lives And Will Unsettle The Unconscious And Pleasant Naiveté Of Others. Although I Feel That My Tragedy Is The Greatest In History - Greater Than The Fall Of Empires - I Am Nevertheless Aware Of My Total Insignificance. I Am Absolutely Persuaded That I Am Nothing In This Universe; Yet I Feel That Mine Is The Only Real Existence.

Vague A L'ame - Melancholy Yearning For The End Of The World.