I just wrote what I felt like writing since they seemed to sell.
I suffer from a spiritual malaise which manifests itself in outbursts of vicious rage.
Why make plans? The sun might well go out tomorrow.
A barbarian is not aware that he is a barbarian.
You used the word "civilization", which means a set of abstractions, symbols, conventions. Experience tends to be vicarious; emotions are predigested and electrical; ideas become more real than things.
I worked for half a cent a word. I'm not a fast writer to begin with, so for the first few years I had do other things.