Not One Of Us Can

I Am An "unrealized" Character, Dramatically Speaking.

Our Spirits Have Their Own Private Way Of Understanding Each Other, Of Becoming Intimate, While Our External Persons Are Still Trapped In The Commerce Of Ordinary Words, In The Slavery Of Social Rules. Souls Have Their Own Needs And Their Own Ambitions, Which The Body Ignores When It Sees That It's Impossible To Satisfy Them Or Achieve Them.

Blind Yourself, For I Am Blind.

Logic Is One Thing, The Human Animal Another. You Can Quite Easily Propose A Logical Solution To Something And At The Same Time Hope In Your Heart Of Hearts It Won't Work Out.

Life Is A Very Sad Piece Of Buffoonery, Because We Have .. The Need To Fool Ourselves Continuously By The Spontaneous Creation Of A Reality .. Which, From Time To Time, Reveals Itself To Be Vain And Illusory.