A man commits himself and draws his own portrait, outside of which there is nothing. No doubt this thought may seem harsh. . . . But on the other hand, it helps people to understand that reality alone counts, and that dreams, expectations, and hopes only serve to define a man as a broken dream, aborted hopes, and futile expectations.

On the allure of imaginary lives... also, somewhat, a contrast between negative and positive space of existence; proposing reality does not need to be defined in the context of the former.