In The Depths Of Winter, I Finally

It Is Always Easy To Be Logical. It Is Almost Impossible To Be Logical To The Bitter End.

It Should Be Pointed Out For Our Own Guidance In The West That The Continual Signing Of Manifestoes And Protests Is One Of The Surest Ways Of Undermining The Efficacy And Dignity Of The Intellectual. There Exists A Permanent Blackmail That We All Know And That We Must Have The Often Solitary Courage To Resist.

Maman Died Today. Or Yesterday Maybe, I Don't Know. I Got A Telegram From The Home: 'mother Deceased. Funeral Tomorrow. Faithfully Yours.' That Doesn't Mean Anything. Maybe It Was Yesterday.

But What Does It Mean, The Plague? It's Life, That's All.

The Absurd Is The Essential Concept And The First Truth.