Be Young Forever, Seasons Of The Earth.

Consciousness Even In My Sleep Changes Primary Colors. The Features Of My Face Melt Like A Wax Doll In The Fire. And Who Can Consent To See In The Mirror The Mere Face Of Man?

The True Enemy Of Man Is Generalization.

Consolation Calm Down. Both Your Sins And Your Good Deeds Will Be Lost In Oblivion.

What Has No Shadow Has No Strength To Live.

The Living Owe It To Those Who No Longer Can Speak To Tell Their Story For Them.