* “Walking on these streets, until the night falls, my life feels to me like the life they have. By day they’re full of meaningless activity; by night they’re full of meaningless lack of it. By day I am nothing, and by night I am I. There is no difference between me and these streets, save they being streets and I a soul, which perhaps is irrelevant when we consider the essence of things.” Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet, edited and translated by Richard Zenith (New York: Penguin Books, 2003).