the only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
always go too far, because that's where you'll find the truth.
if absolute truth belongs to anyone in this world, it certainly does not belong to the man or party that claims to posses it.
should i kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?
where there is no hope, it is incumbent on us to invent it.
autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower.
live to the point of tears.
...(today i had plenty of coffee, a few tears, and then dreamt of autumn and the hope it always seems to bring. oh camus, he just gets me.)