That’s Love: Two Lonely Persons Keep Each

Joy Is A Marvelous Increasing Of What Exists, A Pure Addition Out Of Nothingness.

They, Who Passed Away Long Ago, Still Exist In Us, As Predisposition, As Burden Upon Our Fate, As Murmuring Blood, And As Gesture That Rises Up From The Depths Of Time.

Be Out Of Sync With Your Times For Just One Day, And You Will See How Much Eternity You Contain Within You.

As Bees Gather Honey, So We Collect What Is Sweetest Out Of All Things And Build.

It Is Good To Be Solitary, For Solitude Is Difficult; That Something Is Difficult Must Be A Reason The More For Us To Do It.