Let Everything Be Remade On Simple Lines.

I See Too Deep And Too Much.

I Keep Remembering — I Keep Remembering. My Heart Has No Pity On Me.

Two Armies At Death-grips — That Is One Great Army Committing Suicide.

We Are All, Always, The Desire Not To Die. This Desire Is As Immeasurable And Varied As Life's Complexity, But At Bottom This Is What It Is: To Continue To Be, To Be More And More, To Develop And To Endure. All The Force We Have, All Our Energy And Clearness Of Mind Serve To Intensify Themselves In One Way Or Another. We Intensify Ourselves With New Impressions, New Sensations, New Ideas. We Endeavour To Take What We Do Not Have And To Add It To Ourselves. Humanity Is The Desire For Novelty Founded Upon The Fear Of Death. That Is What It Is.

There Are Cloudy Moments When One Asks Himself If Men Do Not Deserve All The Disasters Into Which They Rush! No - I Recover Myself - They Do Not Deserve Them. But We, Instead Of Saying "i Wish" Must Say "i Will." And What We Will, We Must Will To Build It, With Order, With Method, Beginning At The Beginning, When Once We Have Been As Far As That Beginning. We Must Not Only Open Our Eyes, But Our Arms, Our Wings.