We always find something, eh Didi, to let us think we exist?

Clear to me at last that the dark I have always struggled to keep under is in reality my most

But what matter whether I was born or not, have lived or not, am dead or merely dying. I shall go on doing as I have always done, not knowing what it is I do, nor who I am, nor where I am, nor if I am.

My work is a matter of fundamental sounds (no joke intended) made as fully as possible, and I accept responsibility for nothing else. If people want to have headaches among the overtones, let them. And provide their own aspirin.

It's so nice to know where you're going, in the early stages. It almost rids you of the wish to go there.

Better hope deferred than none.

Lick your neighbor as yourself!