I'm A Man For Whom The Outside

Fraternity Has Subtleties.

Being Tired Of All Illusions And Of Everything About Illusions – The Loss Of Illusions, The Uselessness Of Having Them, The Prefatigue Of Having To Have Them In Order To Lose Them, The Sadness Of Having Had Them, The Intellectual Shame Of Having Had Them Knowing That They Would Have To End This Way.

I Realize That, While Often Happy And Often Cheerful, I Am Always Sad.

Every Gesture Is A Revolutionary Act.

Everything Is Worthwhile If The Soul Is Not Small.