I Almost Do Not Exist

If Everything On Earth Were Rational, Nothing Would Happen.

We're Always Thinking Of Eternity As An Idea That Cannot Be Understood, Something Immense. But Why Must It Be? What If, Instead Of All This, You Suddenly Find Just A Little Room There, Something Like A Village Bath-house, Grimy, And Spiders In Every Corner, And That's All Eternity Is. Sometimes, You Know, I Can't Help Feeling That That's What It Is.

Your Hand Is Cold, Mine Burns Like Fire. How Blind You Are, Nastenka!

Here Is A Commandment For You: Seek Happiness In Sorrow. Work, Work Tirelessly.

If Not Reason, Then The Devil.