Solitude Desolates Me; Company Oppresses Me.

Oh Salty Sea, How Much Of Your Salt Is Tears From Portugal?

The Idea Of Any Social Obligation ... Just The Idea Of It Embarasses My Thoughts For A Day, And Sometimes It's Since The Day Before That I Worry, And Don't Sleep Well, And The Real Affair, When It Happens, Is Absolutely Insignificant And Justifies Nothing; And The Case Repeats Itself And I Never Learn To Learn.

I Look At Myself But I'm Missing. I Know Myself: It’s Not Me.

Everything Is Absurd.

I Will Be What I Want. But I Will Have To Want What I'll Be. Success Is In Having Success, Not Conditions For Success.