Criminals Together. We're In Hell, My Little

I Have Seen Children Dying Of Hunger. Over Against A Dying Child La Nausee Cannot Act As A Counterweight.

How Can I, Who Was Not Able To Retain My Own Past, Hope To Save That Of Another?

It Is Therefore Senseless To Think Of Complaining Since Nothing Foreign Has Decided What We Feel, What We Live, Or What We Are.

I Think That Is The Big Danger In Keeping A Diary: You Exaggerate Everything.

Everything Is Gratuitous, This Garden, This City And Myself. When You Suddenly Realize It, It Makes You Feel Sick And Everything Begins To Drift . . . That's Nausea.