One Hardly Saves A World Without Ruling

I Have Always Struggled, With The Sole Intention Of Ceasing To Struggle. Result: Zero.

If We Could See Ourselves As Others See Us, We Would Vanish On The Spot.

Our Works, Whatever They May Be, Derive From Our Incapacity To Kill Or To Kill Ourselves.

We Are Afraid Of The Enormity Of The Possible.

We Define Only Out Of Despair, We Must Have A Formula... To Give A Facade Tot He Void.