Being who you are
If someone ever stopped finding me ridiculous, I would be saddened to know myself, by that objective sign, in mortal decay.
No, I don't want anything.
I have already said that I don't want anything.
Don't bother me, for God's sake!
Did you want me married, trivial, every day, and taxable?
Did you want me to be the opposite of everything?
If I were someone else, you would all be pleased.
As I am, you just have to put up with me!
Go to hell without me!
Why should we leave together?
Don't take me by the arm!
I don't like being taken by the arm.
I want to be alone.
I have already said that I am alone!
Ah, what a nuisance wanting me to be a companion!
Blessed are those who do not entrust their life to anyone.
For the expert navigator, the dark sea is a clear route. You, in the confusing solitude of life, choose the port for yourself — don't trust anyone else.