Life inspires more dread than death - it is life which is the great unknown.
To have committed every crime but that of being a father.
Under each formula lies a corpse.
A regret understood by no one: the regret to be a pessimist. Itโs not easy to be on the wrong foot with life.
To defy heredity is to defy billions of years, to defy the first cell
By what aberration has suicide, the only truly normal action, become the attribute of the flawed?