Nothingness haunts Being.

“I marvel at these young people: drinking their coffee, they tell clear, plausib…”

“I exist. It's sweet, so sweet, so slow. And light: you'd think it floated all b…”

“A doll with skin like that isn't going to mess it up with a revolver shot. [...…”

“I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.”