... I Suppose That It Is Not

One Dies If Necessary, One Breaks Rather Than Bending. But I Bend, Because I Continue To Love Myself.

The Main Thing Is That Everything Become Simple, Easy Enough For A Child To Understand.

As Soon As One Does Not Kill Oneself, One Must Keep Silent About Life.

I Do Not Have Much Liking For The Too Famous Existential Philosophy, And, To Tell The Truth, I Think Its Conclusions False.

For Ever, I Shall Be A Stranger To Myself.