Don't Touch Me; I'll Die If You

We Loved Each Other With A Premature Love, Marked By A Fierceness That So Often Destroys Adult Lives.

Loneliness As A Situation Can Be Corrected, But As A State Of Mind It Is An Incurable Illness.

There Is Only One School Of Literature - That Of Talent.

And Yet I Adore Him. I Think He's Quite Crazy, And With No Place Or Occupation In Life, And Far From Happy, And Philosophically Irresponsible – And There Is Absolutely Nobody Like Him.

If Possible, Be Russian. And Live In Another Country. Play Chess. Be An Active Trader Between Languages. Carry Precious Metals From One To The Other. Remind Us Of Stravinsky. Know The Names Of Plants And Flying Creatures. Hunt Gauzy Wings With Snares Of Gauze. Make Science Pay Tribute. Have A Butterfly Known By Your Name.