The Difficulty That Contestation Must Be Done

If I Want To Realize Totality In My Consciousness, I Have To Relate Myself To An Immense, Ludicrous, And Painful Convulsion Of All Of Humanity.

The Owl Flies, In The Moonlight, Over A Field Where The Wounded Cry Out. Like The Owl, I Fly In The Night Over My Own Misfortune.

By The Care She Lavishes On Her Toilet, By The Concern She Has For Her Beauty Set Off By Her Adornment, A Woman Regards Herself As An Object Always Trying To Attract Men's Attention.

Eroticism Is The Approval Of Life Unto Death.

The Sovereign Being Is Burdened With A Servitude That Crushes Him, And The Condition Of Free Men Is Deliberate Servility.