The Artist's Task Consists Of Making One

Perhaps Everything Terrible Is In Its Deepest Being Something Helpless That Wants Help From Us.

Oh Longing For Places That Were Not Cherished Enough In That Fleeting Hour How I Long To Make Good From Afar The Forgotten Gesture, The Additional Act.

Love Is Like The Measles. The Older You Get It, The Worse The Attack.

There Is Only One Journey. Going Inside Yourself.

The Purpose Of Life Is To Be Defeated By Greater And Greater Things.