The whole business of your life overwhelms you when you live alone. Ones stupefied by it. To get rid of it you try to daub some of it off on to people who come to see you, and they hate that. To be alone trains one for death. – Louis-Ferdinand Celine
This instinctive repulsion which tradespeople inspire in men of sensitive feeling is one of the very rare consolations for being so impoverished which are given to those of us who dont sell anything to anybody. – Louis-Ferdinand Celine