No One's Serious At Seventeen.

Idle Youth, Enslaved To Everything; By Being Too Sensitive I Have Wasted My Life.

Whose Hearts Must I Break? What Lies Must I Maintain? - Through Whose Blood Am I To Wade ?

Eternity. It Is The Sea Mingled With The Sun.

What A Life! True Life Is Elsewhere. We Are Not In The World.

I Found I Could Extinguish All Human Hope From My Soul.