There It Is: I Am Gently Slipping

My Thought Is Me: That's Why I Can't Stop. I Exist Because I Think… And I Can't Stop Myself From Thinking. At This Very Moment - It's Frightful - If I Exist, It Is Because I Am Horrified At Existing. I Am The One Who Pulls Myself From The Nothingness To Which I Aspire.

We Do Not Judge The People We Love.

One Does Not Adopt A New Idea, One Slips Into It.

I Was Escaping From Nature And At Last Becoming Myself, That Other Whom I Was Aspiring To Be In The Eyes Of Others.

To Believe Is To Know You Believe, And To Know You Believe Is Not To Believe.