Stones in the road? I save every single one, and one day I'll build a castle.

I'm going to end a life that I thought could contain every kind of greatness but that in fact consisted only of my incapacity to really want to be great. Whenever I arrived at a certainty, I remembered that those with the greatest certainties are lunatics.

Again I see you, But me I don't see!, The magical mirror in which I saw myself has been broken, And only a piece of me I see in each fatal fragment - Only a piece of you and me!

There's a non-existent peace in the uncertain quietness

Today I suddenly experienced an absurd but quite valid sensation. I realized, in an intimate lightning flash, that I am no one. No one, absolutely no one.

I realize that I was all error and deviation, that I never lived, that I existed only in so far as I filled time with consciousness and thought.

It's been a long time since I've been me.