So Then You’re Free?’ ‘yes, I’m Free,’

What I Write Is Different From What I Say, What I Say Is Different From What I Think, What I Think Is Different From What I Ought To Think And So It Goes Further Into The Deepest Darkness.

Writing Is Utter Solitude, The Descent Into The Cold Abyss Of Oneself.

You Need Not Even Listen, Just Wait...the World Will Offer Itself Freely To You, Unmasking Itself.

If Education Tries To Make Other Persons Out Of Us Than We Essentially Are, Deeper Inside, It Stultifies, And Reproach Matters.

As Far As I Have Seen, At School...they Aimed At Blotting Out One's Individuality.