Follow Your Most Intense Obsessions Mercilessly.

Writing Is Utter Solitude, The Descent Into The Cold Abyss Of Oneself.

Productivity Is Being Able To Do Things That You Were Never Able To Do Before.

The Spirit Becomes Free Only When It Ceases To Be A Support.

Slept, Awoke, Slept, Awoke, Miserable Life.

We Were Expelled From Paradise, But It Was Not Destroyed. The Expulsion From Paradise Was In One Sense A Piece Of Good Fortune, For If We Had Not Been Expelled, Paradise Would Have Had To Be Destroyed.