You Are -- Your Life,

Ah! Yes, I Know: Those Who See Me Rarely Trust My Word: I Must Look Too Intelligent To Keep It.

Being Is. Being Is In-itself. Being Is What It Is.

With Despair, True Optimism Begins: The Optimism Of The Man Who Expects Nothing, Who Knows He Has No Rights And Nothing Coming To Him, Who Rejoices In Counting On Himself Alone And In Acting Alone For The Good Of All.

It Is Meaningless That We Are Born, It Is Meaningless That We Die.

In Guinea I Could Read [franz] Kafka. I Re-discover In Him My Own Discomfort.