Poverty Is The Great Reality. That Is

To Commit Suicide Is Easy. To Live Without A God Is More Difficult. The Drunkenness Of Triumph Is Greater Than The Drunkenness Of Sacrifice.

I Am Lonely, Yet Not Everybody Will Do. I Don't Know Why, Some People Fill The Gaps And Others Emphasize My Loneliness. In Reality Those Who Satisfy Me Are Those Who Simply Allow Me To Live With My ''idea Of Them.

Solitude May Rust Your Words.

You Live Like This, Sheltered, In A Delicate World, And You Believe You Are Living.

I Adore The Struggle You Carry In Yourself. I Adore Your Terrifying Sincerity.