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You See, The Contemporary Writer Must Write Through His Intimations Of Unease, While Trying To Elucidate Them.

No Finite Point Has Meaning Without An Infinite Reference Point.

It Is Not A Matter Of Indifference Whether We Like Oysters Or Clams, Snails Or Shrimp, If Only We Know How To Unravel The Existential Significance Of These Foods.

Everything Has Been Figured Out, Except How To Live.

That’s What Existence Means: Draining One’s Own Self Dry Without The Sense Of Thirst.