Classes? Categories? Was That What We Had

Nowadays When A Person Lives Somewhere, In A Neighborhood, The Place Is Not Certified For Him. More Than Likely He Will Live There Sadly And The Emptiness Which Is Inside Him Will Expand Until It Evacuates The Entire Neighborhood. But If He Sees A Movie Which Shows His Very Neighborhood, It Becomes Possible For Him To Live, For A Time At Least, As A Person Who Is Somewhere And Not Anywhere.

They All Think Any Minute I'm Going To Commit Suicide. What A Joke. The Truth Of Course Is The Exact Opposite: Suicide Is The Only Thing That Keeps Me Alive. Whenever Everything Else Fails, All I Have To Do Is Consider Suicide And In Two Seconds I'm As Cheerful As A Nitwit. But If I Could Not Kill Myself -- Ah Then, I Would. I Can Do Without Nembutal Or Murder Mysteries But Not Without Suicide.

Where There Is Chance Of Gain, There Is Also Chance Of Loss. Whenever One Courts Great Happiness, One Also Risks Malaise.

I Like To Eat Crawfish And Drink Beer. That's Despair?

It Is Not A Bad Thing To Settle For The Little Way, Not The Big Search For The Big Happiness But The Sad Little Happiness Of Drinks And Kisses, A Good Little Car And A Warm Deep Thigh.