The Young Break Rules For Fun. The

Our Detachments Move Us Toward Freedom And Death.

I Know That I Am What I Am. But I Am Not Sure What I Am.

Like Other High Subjects, The Law Gives No Ground To Common Sense.

Often, When I Want To Consult My Impulses, I Cannot Find Them.

Babies And The Old Are Permitted Self-absorption. In Between, It Provokes Resentment.