Hope, And Hopelessness, Persist Despite The Facts.

Whether I Give To A Beggar Or Not, His Existence Puts Me In The Wrong.

The Aim Of Literary Ambition Is To Demonstrate One's Greatness Of Soul.

Existence Is Not A Mystery Unless You Think It Has A Meaning.

Writing About An Idea Frees Me Of It. Thinking About It Is A Circle Of Repetitions.

The Doctrine Of The Immortality Of The Soul Has More Threat Than Comfort.