I feel as if I'm always on the verge of waking up.
Ah, what a morning this is, awakening me to life's stupidity. [98 - Zenith trans.]
To live is to be someone else. Feeling is impossible if we feel today as we felt yesterday: to feel today the same thing we felt yesterday is not to feel at all--it's merely to remember today what we felt yesterday, since today we are the living cadaver of yesterday's lost life.
Yes, talking to people makes me sleepy.
I asked for very little from life, and even this little was denied me.
To live strikes me as a metaphysical mistake of matter, a dereliction of inaction.