Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea’s manuscript
Simone died on Apr 14th (1986); Sartre died on Apr 15th (1980). I remember both events (I was 13 in 1980 — I think I started reading Sartre’s books a few years later, but not too many)… April is full of unpleasant memories.
They made me take cod liver oil: that is the height of luxury: a medicine to make you hungry while the others, in the street, would have sold themselves for a beefsteak. I saw them passing my window with their signs: “Give me bread”.
Bertrand Fleuret — via & more — site
[you can download the whole .pdf file]
“I am alone. Walking at random. Wandering, as if at random,...
Peter Upward.
August Strindberg.
From The Lodger, Alfred Hitchcock, 1927.