Still, Obviously, One Can't Be Sensible All

Yes, I Know What Passion Would Fill Me With All Its Power. Before, I Was Too Young. I Got In The Way. Now I Know That Acting And Loving And Suffering Is Living, Of Course, But It’s Only Living Insofar As You Can Be Transparent And Accept Your Fate, Like The Unique Reflection Of A Rainbow Of Joys And Passions Which Is The Same For Everyone.

The Realization That Life Is Absurd And Cannot Be An End, But Only A Beginning. This Is A Truth Nearly All Great Minds Have Taken As Their Starting Point. It Is Not This Discovery That Is Interesting, But Theconsequences And Rules Of Action Drawn From It.

We Get Into The Habit Of Living Before Acquiring The Habit Of Thinking.

That's Love, Giving Everything, Sacrificing All Without Hope Of Return.

I Hope The Dogs Don't Bark Tonight. I Always Think It's Mine