My favorite books are Suicide by Edouard Levé and The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry.

“You were said to have died of suffering. But you died because you searched for happiness at the risk of finding the void.”

“Your life was a hypothesis. Those who die old are made of the past. Thinking of them, one thinks of what they have done. Thinking of you, one thinks of what you could have become. You were, and you will remain, made up of possibilities.”

"The violence of daylight would efface the nocturnal clarity. In the daytime, people were barriers, dividing you up, preventing you from hearing what you listened to at night: the voice of your brain.”


― Edouard Levé


empty
help
i have a wish
no hope
one is enough
this ambivalent life
to the stars and beyond
why