Great Persecutors Are Recruited Among Martyrs Whose

Far From Diminishing The Appetite For Power, Suffering Exasperates It.

The Only Free Mind Is One That, Pure Of All Intimacy With Beings Or Objects, Plies Its Own Vacuity.

What Can Be Said, Lacks Reality. Only What Fails To Make Its Way Into Words Exists And Counts.

My Enthusiasms...constitute My Reserves, My Unexploited Resources, Perhaps My Future.

My Mission Is To See Things As They Are. Exactly Contrary Of A Mission.