Infinite Resignation

“What prevents a work from being completed becomes the work itself.”

in writing, I feel a strange euphoria… there are so many ways to say nothing.

Knowledge exists in inverse proportion to meaning. ~

The more I talk to people, the less I see the point in conversation. I’ve often been in the midst of a conversation and have suddenly, unwillingly, been extracted mysteriously from it, as if I were observing the whole thing with a strange sense of detached melancholy, like an out-of-body experience.

“Only optimists commit suicide” (Cioran).

There is a special kind of Purgatory that involves waiting for something not to happen.

“…the stammerings of an old man who does not seem to have achieved a full psychic victory over an awkward adolescence…”

To admire a misanthrope.

We are the species that has sacrificed breath for speech.