Through men ... you learn how the world is. Through women you learn what it is.
Surely one zoo in the world should have the courage to draw the ultimate conclusion about our ancestry? A cage with Homo Sapiens in all its varying forms, perhaps then we would understand ourselves better. The question of course is whether the other animals would approve of it.
Man is a sad mammal that combs its hair.
Memory is like a dog that lies down where it pleases.
I find it unbearable to need a body in order to exist.
Conversations consist for the most part of things one does not say.