A god of the gallows endowed me with a soul, a foolish psychoanalyst with an ego and a superego, and an existentialist philosopher with reason. It is because of the lack of the first that I am lost; it is because of the other two that I am a maniac, and it is because of the last that I have despised the first two. I now eagerly seek a gift that will allow me to dispense with reason and follow my emotional impulses
