To Exist Is A Habit I Do

The Fact That Life Has No Meaning Is A Reason To Live - Moreover, The Only One.

We Understand God By Everything In Ourselves That Is Fragmentary, Incomplete, And Inopportune.

There Was A Time When Time Did Not Yet Exist. … The Rejection Of Birth Is Nothing But The Nostalgia For This Time Before Time.

There Is No Other World. Nor Even This One. What, Then, Is There? The Inner Smile Provoked In Us By The Patent Nonexistence Of Both.

Life Is Possible Only By The Deficiencies Of Our Imagination And Memory.