I Implore Those Who Love Me To

No One Can Advise And Help You, No One. There Is Only One Way: Go Within.

Live The Questions Now.

Earth, My Dearest, Oh Believe Me, You No Longer Need Your Springtimes To Win Me Over...unspeakably, I Have Belonged To You, From The Flush.

It Is Part Of The Nature Of Every Definitive Love That Sooner Or Later It Can Reach The Beloved Only In Infinity.

Be Ahead Of All Farewells As If They Were Behind You, Like The Winter That Is Just Departing.