After All, There Is Nothing But Failure.

Only When I Am By Seawater Can I Truly Breathe, To Say Nothing Of My Ability To Think.

We Have To Keep Company With Supposedly Bad Characters If We Are To Survive And Not Succumb To Mental Atrophy. People Of Good Character, So Called, Are The Ones Who End Up Boring Us To Death.

Our Greatest Pleasure, Surely, Is In Fragments, Just As We Derive The Most Pleasure From Life If We Regard It As A Fragment, Whereas The Whole And The Complete And The Perfect Are Basically Abhorrent.

The Anger And The Brutality Against Everything Can Readily From One Hour To The Next Be Transformed Into Its Opposite.

On The Other Hand, Whatever Condition We Are In, We Must Always Do What We Want To Do ,and If We Want To Go On A Journey, Then We Must Do So And Not Worry About Our Condition, Even If It's The Worst Possible Condition, Because, If It Is, We're Finished Anyway, Whether We Go On The Journey Or Not, And It's Better To Die Having Made The Journey We've Been Longing For Than To Be Stifled By Our Longing.