Death Is A Continuation Of My Life

So That Is What Hell Is. I Would Never Have Believed It. You Remember: The Fire And Brimstone, The Torture. Ah! The Farce. There Is No Need For Torture: Hell Is Other People.

The Existentialist Says At Once That Man Is Anguish.

A Writer Must Refuse To Allow Himself To Be Transformed Into An Institution.

Besides One Should Not Believe That The People Only Want Reading That Is Easy To Absorb.

This Desire [to Write] Is Rather Strange All The Same And Is Not Without A Certain "cracked" Quality.