I Had To Spend My Entire Childhood

A Criminal Is Undoubtedly A Poor Soul, Who Is Punished For His Poverty.

It Would Be Wrong To Refuse To Face The Fact That Everything Is Fundamentally Sick And Sad.

...we Ask: Why Suicide? We Search For Reasons, Causes, And So On.... We Follow The Course Of The Life He Has Now So Suddenly Terminated As Far Back As We Can. For Days We Are Preoccupied With The Question: Why Suicide? We Recollect Details. And Yet We Must Say That Everything In The Suicide's Life- For Now We Know That All His Life He Was A Suicide, Led A Suicide's Existence- Is Part Of The Cause, The Reason, For His Suicide.

I Did Not Want To Be Anything, And Naturally I Did Not Want To Turn Myself Into A Mere Profession: All I Ever Wanted Was To Be Myself.

...he Was Just Scraps Of Words And Dislocated Phrases.