he was so clumsy

Dedicated to I.Z.


Sorrow by Lucinda Bartley

Suicide may also be regarded as an experiment -- a question which man puts to Nature, trying to force her to answer. The question is this: What change will death produce in a man’s existence and in his insight into the nature of things? It is a clumsy experiment to make; for it involves the destruction of the very consciousness which puts the question and awaits the answer.
--------------ARTHUR SCHOPENHAUER, Parerga and Paralipomena