Writer Speaks A Stench.

Dread Of Night. Dread Of Not-night.

If I Shall Exist Eternally, How Shall I Exist Tomorrow?

The Mediation By The Serpent Was Necessary. Evil Can Seduce Man, But Cannot Become Man.

A Man Of Action Forced Into A State Of Thought Is Unhappy Until He Can Get Out Of It.

I Am Always Trying To Convey Something That Can’t Be Conveyed, To Explain Something Which Is Inexplicable, To Tell About Something I Have In My Bones, Something Which Can Be Expressed Only In The Bones.