If it were possible to have a life absolutely free from every feeling >>
Will power is only the tensile strength of one's own disposition. One >>
Life is pain and the enjoyment of love is an anesthetic. >>
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one. >>
What is meant by reality? It would seem to be something very erratic, >>
Reality leaves a lot to the imagination. >>
Reality is a prison, where one vegetates and always will. All the rest --thought, action --is just a pastime, mental or physical. What counts then, is to come to grips with reality. The rest can go.