The Dream Which Is Not Fed With

My Heaviness Comes From The Heights.

If You Do Not Raise Your Eyes You Will Think That You Are The Highest Point.

A Little Candor Never Leaves Me. It Is What Protects Me.

Truth Has Very Few Friends And Those Few Are Suicides.

When The Superficial Wearies Me, It Wearies Me So Much That I Need An Abyss In Order To Rest.