Have you ever considered, beloved other, how invisible we are to each other? We look at each other without seeing. We listen to each other and hear only a voice inside out self. The words of others are mistakes of our hearing, shipwrecks of our understanding. How confidently we believe OUR meanings of other people's words.

Never having discovered qualities in myself which could attract someone else, I could never believe that anyone felt attracted to me.

Every day things happen in the world that cannot be explained by any law of things we know. Every day they're mentioned and forgotten, and the same mystery that brought them takes them away, transforming their secret into oblivion. Such is the law by which things that can't be explained must be forgotten. The visible world goes on as usual in the broad daylight. Otherness watches us from the shadows.

Between me and life is a faint glass. No matter how sharply I see and understand life, I cannot touch it.

My dreams are a stupid refuge, like an umbrella against a thunderbolt.

In the very corner of my soul there is an altar to a different god.

Let's absurdify life, from east to west. Let us play hide-and-seek with our consciousness of living.