There Is No Love Apart

Sometimes The Truth Is Too Simple For Intellectuals.

When We Love Animals And Children Too Much, We Love Them At The Expense Of Men.

The Consciousness That Says 'i Am' Is Not The Consciousness That Thinks.

As For Me, I Am Mean: That Means That I Need The Suffering Of Others To Exist. A Flame. A Flame In Their Hearts. When I Am All Alone, I Am Extinguished.

I Needed To Justify My Existence, And I Had Made An Absolute Of Literature. It Took Me Thirty Years To Get Rid Of This State Of Mind.