What is life but an unpleasant interruption to a peaceful nonexistence.
Nothingness lies coiled in the heart of being - like a worm.
I want to leave, to go somewhere where I should be really in my place, where I would fit in . . . but my place is nowhere; I am unwanted.
I am not recommending "popular" literature which aims at the lowest.
Man is always a wizard to man, and the social world is at first magical.
Total war is no longer war waged by all members of one national community against all those of another. It is total... because it may well involve the whole world.