In the house of pain, there are ten thousand shrines There is only one really safe, mild, harmless beverage and you can drink as much of that as you like without running the slightest risk, and what you say when you want it is, ‘Garcon! Un Pernod’ The pious pretense that evil does not exist only makes it vague, enormous and menacing Existence, as we know it, is full of sorrow. To mention only one minor point: every man is a condemned criminal, only he does not know the date of his execution....