Misfortune was my god.
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
I saw that all beings are fated to happiness: action is not life, but a way of wasting some force, an enervation. Morality is the weakness of the brain.
I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.