A collection of sarcasms, disgruntlements and mordant reflections in the manner of the great melancholics and misanthropes of the past. Yet with an aim, which is to blast away all the received wisdom, religious verities and humanistic ideals, and to write with such honesty "that the reader drops dead on the spot." Louis Bourgeois prescribes a stern remedy against the certainty that "everything flows" embrace the Abyss. "All knowledge," he asserts, "is death knowledge."
"You walk away from the sun with a thousand choices, each ending in death."
"The smile of a child... death haunts us."
"To seek death is to seek an identity."
Louis Bourgeois also reminds us that "If God were everything, He wouldn't have to exist." That: "You are the sum total of your failures." That: "The more I hate the world, the more I realize it's deserving of my hatred."
