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“It is the reflection of my face. Often in these lost days I study it: I can understand nothing of this face. The faces of others have some sense, some direction. Not mine. I cannot even decide whether it is handsome or ugly. I think it is ugly because I have been told so. But it doesn't strike me. At heart, I am even shocked that anyone can attribute qualities of this kind to it, as if you called a clod of earth or a block of stone beautiful or ugly.”

“PANGKUR : (Fragmentarium 20 Tikaman Sunyi) 1 Petir sumbang. Langit menegang, pelat baja dipalu dari sisi terdalamnya. 2 Hujan turun cairan asam: mengikis mata wajah tinggal topeng tanpa riwayat. 3 Dunia: arca yang disembah oleh bayang-bayang sendiri. Kesadaran: batu yang tak lagi mengingat wujudnya. 4 Musim menggeram. Setiap butir air menyimpan dendam yang tidak meminta ampun. 5 Manusia menelanjangi nama sendiri. Makian. Ancaman. Pisau tersembunyi di sela sendi. 6 Belati membelah tanah. Anak Adam melukail tidak membunuh, hanya memastikan yang lain masih berdarah. 7 Kemanusiaan menjadi kabut: ruh melayang, mencari raga yang hilang. 8 Abu menyelimuti wajah. Rambut kaku berdiri kawat meregang luka. 9 Nyeri merayap ke dasar tengkorak, seperti kawanan semut tersesat di rongga telinga. 10 Genderang perang bertalu. Langit menganga— menelan semua gerhana. 11 Di tanah ini, mimpi mati terlebih dulu. Merpati jatuh tertembak peluru gagal mengirim pesan. 12 Hujan tidak bernyanyi. Cuaca patah. Waktu terbelah. Bumi mengerut menjadi bangkai di paruh gagak. 13 Dubuk mencabik serpihan nama. Sejarah runtuh sebelum sempat ditulis. 14 Duri menajamkan bulu mata. Setiap helai rambut menghitung hari kematian dengan ketelitian seorang algojo. 15 Isak terperangkap, ruang tak mengenal waktu. Jerit menjadi kubur, cat mengelupas di dinding bunker. 16 Manusia lelah mencari nama. Nama lelah mencari manusia. 17 Peradaban tenggelam tanpa suara. Jelaga menggambar kerangka kota yang lupa asal-usulnya. 18 Siluet hantu melintas sunyi dengan mata menyala, bukan karena amarah— hanya tak punya tempat untuk kembali. 19 Mawar diinjak tanpa ritual. Tanpa pamit. Tanpa air mata. 20 Sunyi pecah. Waktu retak. Detak berhenti lalu diam, seperti kerikil kehilangan gravitasi. Desember 2025”

“Absurd, irreducible; nothing — not even a profound and secret delirium of nature — could explain it. Obviously I did not know everything, I had not seen the seeds sprout, or the tree grow. But faced with this great wrinkled paw, neither ignorance nor knowledge was important: the world of explanations and reasons is not the world of existence. A circle is not absurd, it is clearly explained by the rotation of a straight segment around one of its extremities. But neither does a circle exist. This root, on the other hand, existed in such a way that I could not explain it.”

“Consider the oddity of those drug commercials on television. Fifteen seconds of the purported therapeutic effort, followed by about 45 seconds of a rapidly muttered list of horrific possible side effects. When the ad is over, I can't remember a thing about what the pill is supposed to do, except perhaps cause nausea, liver damage, projectile vomiting, a nasty rash, a four-hour erection, and sudden death. Sudden death is my favorite because there is something comical about it being a side effect. What exactly is the main effect in that case? Relief from abdominal bloating?”

“It was long assumed that heart disease manifested the same in men and women. But Dr. Legato found that men may experience the classic symptoms of chest pain that radiates down the left arm. Women often have symptoms including shortness of breath, nausea or vomiting, and back or jaw pain. A gender-neutral approach left many women under-diagnosed and under-treated and as a result many women died needlessly.”

“Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.”

“I grow warm, I begin to feel happy. There is nothing extraordinary in this, it is a small happiness of Nausea: it spreads at the bottom of the viscous puddle, at the bottom of out time - the time of purple suspenders, and broken chair seats; it is made of white, soft instants, spreading at the edge, like an oil stain. No sooner than born, it is already old, it seems as though I have known it for twenty years.”

“The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death. But who wants to die?”

“But for me there is neither Monday nor Sunday: there are days which pass in disorder, and then, sudden lightning like this one. Nothing has changed and yet everything is different. I can't describe it, it's like the Nausea and yet it's just the opposite: at last an adventure happens to me and when I question myself I see that it happens that I am myself and that I am here; I am the one who splits in the night, I am as happy as the hero of a novel.”

“I have crossed the seas, I have left cities behind me, and I have followed the source of rivers towards their source or plunged into forests, always making for other cities. I have had women, I have fought with men ; and I could never turn back any more than a record can spin in reverse. And all that was leading me where ? To this very moment.”