Is it surprising that prisons resemble factories, schools, barracks, hospitals, which all resemble prisons?

What desire can be contrary to nature since it was given to man by nature itself?

'The prison' begins well before its doors. It begins as soon as you leave your house - and even before.

I don't feel that it is necessary to know exactly what I am. The main interest in life and work is to become someone else that you were not in the beginning.

It is meaningless to speak in the name of - or against - Reason, Truth, or Knowledge.

Life itself was only futility, vain words, a squabble of cap and bells.

Death left its old tragic heaven and became the lyrical core of man: his invisible truth, his visible secret.