Beds Last On An Average Much Longer

I Feel As If Things Are Falling Apart Within Me, Like So Many Glass Partitions Shattering. I Walk From Place To Place In The Grip Of A Fury, Needing To Act, Yet Can Do Nothing About It Because Any Attempt Seems Doomed In Advance. Failure, Everywhere Failure. Only Suicide Hovers Above Me, Gleaming And Inaccessible.

When You Read The Koran, You Give Up. At Least The Bible Is Very Beautiful Because Jews Have An Extraordinary Literary Talent.

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.

I Hadn’t Seen Any Novel Make The Statement That Entering The Workforce Was Like Entering The Grave. That From Then On, Nothing Happens And You Have To Pretend To Be Interested In Your Work. And, Furthermore, That Some People Have A Sex Life And Others Don’t Just Because Some Are More Attractive Than Others. I Wanted To Acknowledge That If People Don’t Have A Sex Life, It’s Not For Some Moral Reason, It’s Just Because They’re Ugly. Once You’ve Said It, It Sounds Obvious, But I Wanted To Say It.

I Am For The Muscles. I Would Like To Have A Lot Of Muscles, Because Women Like It. I'm For Bodybuilding, But It's Very Exhausting.