Month: December 2009


Hell is oneself

There was a doorAnd I could not open it. I could not touch the handle.Why could I not walk out of my prison?What is hell? Hell is oneself,Hell is alone, the other figures in itMerely projections. There is nothing to escape fromAnd nothing to escape to. One is always alone. » T.S.Eliot in «The cocktail party»

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