Create, Artist, Do Not Talk.

I Have So Much In Me, And The Feeling For Her Absorbs It All; I Have So Much, And Without Her It All Comes To Nothing.

That We Understand Something Perfectly, That We Accomplish Something Better Than Anyone Else Around Us, That Is What Matters.

The Eternal Feminine Draws Us On High.

Classicism Is Health, Romanticisim Is Sickness.

Human Life Runs Its Course In The Metamorphosis Between Receiving And Giving.