”Distaste is completely different from sadness; It is even its polar opposite; When someone is nasty to you, you often lock yourself in your room and cry; But those are happy, almost sensually pleasurable tears, almost tears of love with which you pity and console yourself, casting your eyes down into your soul; wheres this sudden distaste that revealed to you your own ridiculousness pushes you away from your soul! this distaste is as direct and terse as an insult; as a slap in the face; the only escape is to flee.
But when your own pettiness is suddenly revealed to you, where do you flee to escape?”












