My Past Is Everything I Failed To

And I Have The Others In Me. Even When I’m Far Away From Them, I Am Forced To Live With Them. Even When I’m All Alone, Crowds Surround Me. I Have No Place To Flee To, Unless I Were To Flee From Myself.

Oh Salty Sea, How Much Of Your Salt Is Tears From Portugal?

I'm A Man For Whom The Outside World Is An Inner Reality.

Life Is Whatever We Conceive It To Be.

Let Us Sculpt In Hopeless Silence All Our Dreams Of Speaking.