“Before me lies a gaping void. And the anguish comes into its own, alone in the void, beyond the vanished things. I am alone. I am that anguish which exists alone, in spite of me; I am merged with that blind existence. In spite of me and yet issuing only from myself. Refuse to exist: I exist. Decide to exist: I exist. Refuse, decide. I exist. There will be dawn.”
