Status Updates From A Queda

I walk for nights on end, I dream or talk to myself interminably...

“When one has no character one has to apply a method.”

“That's the way man is. He has two faces: he can't love without self-love. Notice your neighbors if perchance a death takes place in the building. They were asleep in their little routine and suddenly, for example, the concierge dies. At once they awake, bestir themselves, get the details, commiserate. A newly dead man and the show begins at last. They need tragedy.”