The Meaning Of Life Is That It

Sometimes I Think I Can Expiate All My Past And Future Sins Through The Aching Of My Bones.

Believing In Progress Does Not Mean Believing That Any Progress Has Yet Been Made.

April 27. Incapable Of Living With People, Of Speaking. Complete Immersion In Myself, Thinking Of Myself. Apathetic, Witless, Fearful. I Have Nothing To Say To Anyone - Never.

The Limited Circle Is Pure.

There Is An Infinite Amount Of Hope In The Universe ... But Not For Us.