Nothingness Lies Coiled In The Heart Of

My Pessimism Has Never Been Flabby.

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.

There Is No Book Of Mine That I Reject. That Does Not Mean That I Find Them Good.

I Wanted My Own Words. But The Ones I Use Have Dragged Through I Don't Know How Many Consciences.

There Are Two Ways Of Destroying A People. Either Condemn Them En Bloc Or Force Them To Repudiate The Leaders They Adopted. The Second Is The Worse.