Then time started flowing again and the emptiness grew larger. - Jean-Paul Sartre

چنان تنهایی وحشتناکی احساس می‌کردم که خیال خودکشی به سرم زد. چیزی که جلویم را گرفت، این فکر بود که هیچ‌کس، مطلقاً هیچ‌کس، از مرگم متأثر نخواهد شد و من در مرگ خیلی تنهاتر از زندگی خواهم بود.

know very well that I don’t want to do anything: to do something is to create existence — and there’s quite enough existence as it is.

For the moment they wanted to live with the least expenditure, economize words, gestures, thoughts, float: they had only one day in which to smooth out their wrinkles, their crow’s feet, the bitter lines made by a hard week’s work. One day only.