“Only now do I understand the war against boredom, the lost cause of empty hours, of empty days and nights.”

“I didn't feel empty. I wished I'd felt empty. ... I wanted to be empty like an overturned pitcher. But I was full like a stone.”

“It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”

“I dreamt four nights ago of clock hands descending from the universe like rain, of the moon as a green eye, of mirrors and insects, of a love that never withdrew. It was not the feeling of completeness that I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”

“I wanted to be empty like an overturned pitcher. But I was full like a stone.”

“I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.”

“We go on killing each other to no purpose! It is war waged by humanity against humanity, and it will only end when there's no one left to fight!”