All Beginnings Are Involuntary.

There Are Ships Sailing To Many Ports, But Not A Single One Goes Where Life Is Not Painful.

And I Have The Others In Me. Even When I’m Far Away From Them, I Am Forced To Live With Them. Even When I’m All Alone, Crowds Surround Me. I Have No Place To Flee To, Unless I Were To Flee From Myself.

I Walk Along A Street And See In The Faces Of The Passersby Not The Expression They Really Have But The Expression They Would Have For Me If They Knew About My Life And How I Am, If I Carried, Transparent In My Gestures And My Face, The Ridiculous, Timid Abnormality Of My Soul.

And As Well As I Dream, I Reason If I Want, For That's Just Another Kind Of Dream.

Contradiction Is The Essence Of The Universe.