The only way to escape the abyss is to look at it, gauge it, sound it out and descend into it.
Reality is a prison, where one vegetates and always will.
Hate is always a clash between our spirit and someone else's body.
Every luxury must be paid for, and everything is a luxury, starting with being in this world.
There is mercy for everyone, except those who are bored with life.
Reality is a prison, where one vegetates and always will. All the rest - thought, action - is just a pastime, mental or physical. What counts then, is to come to grips with reality. The rest can go.