没有艺术；没有文学；没有社会；最糟糕的是，持续的恐惧和暴力死亡的危险；人的生命是孤独、贫穷、丑陋、野蛮和短暂的。

For me they normally happen, these career crises, often, actually, on a Sunday evening, just as the sun is starting to set, and the gap between my hopes for myself and the reality of my life starts to diverge so painfully that I normally end up weeping into a pillow.