To choose not to choose is still to act.

The past is the luxury of proprietors.

A pale reflection of myself wavers in my consciousness...and suddenly the “I” pales, pales, and fades out.

[Contemporary writer] could be a kind of [Samuel] Beckett who would not be felt to be totally committed to despair.

Being is. Being is in-itself. Being is what it is.

There are two ways of destroying a people. Either condemn them en bloc or force them to repudiate the leaders they adopted. The second is the worse.

I confused things with their names: that is belief.