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“You are alone. You learn how to walk like a man alone. To stroll, to dawdle. To see without looking, to look without seeing. You learn the art of transparency, immobility, inexistence.You learn how to be a shadow and how to look at men as if they were stones.”
― Georges Perec, Things: A Story of the Sixties / A Man Asleep

“I don't want to know anything but this perpetual wailing, this clatter in the night, this delay, this infamy, this pursuit, this inexistence.”
― Alejandra Pizarnik, The Galloping Hour: French Poems