Despair is a form superior of criticism. For the moment, we will call it "happiness", the words which you employ are not being more "the words" but a kind of conduit through which the illiterates have good conscience.

But... loneliness...

The Civil code, the European Constitution, we will speak again about it later. For the moment, I would like to codify the incodifiable. I would like to measure your danaïdes democracies. I would like to insert me in the absolute vacuum and to become the unvoiced comment, the which occurred one, the virgin no for lack of clearness.

Clearness, it is held in my trousers.

 

Léo Ferré (with some added words)