The Triumph Of Vegetation Is Total.

On Sunday Morning I Went Out For A While In The Neighbourhood; I Bought Some Raisin Bread. The Day Was Warm But A Little Sad, As Sundays Often Are In Paris, Especially When One Doesn't Believe In God.

In My Own Writing, I Think Of Myself As A Realist Who Exaggerates A Little.

In Order To Pass The Time I Told Him The Story Of The German Who Ate The Other German Whom He’d Met On The Internet.

When We Think About The Present, We Veer Wildly Between The Belief In Chance And The Evidence In Favour Of Determinism. When We Think About The Past, However, It Seems Obvious That Everything Happened In The Way That It Was Intended.

I Want To Be Loved Despite My Faults. It Isn't Exactly True That I'm A Provocateur. A Real Provocateur Is Someone Who Says Things He Doesn't Think, Just To Shock. I Try To Say What I Think.