Être éveillé, c’est souffrir; voila le sens profond de la vie.

“I am not, as you will have observed, a man greatly enamored of his fellow human…”

“All was strange in a fog, buildings grew vague, human beings groped and became …”

“As we shook hands I wondered idly what her urine looked like.”

“Aveva perso il controllo. Non si controlla un innamoramento, mi disse, non è po…”