It Was Clear To Me, As I

Many, Many Steeples Would Have To Be Stacked One On Top Of Another To Reach From The Bottom To The Surface Of The Sea.

If You Looked Down To The Bottom Of My Soul, You Would Understand Fully The Source Of My Longing And – Pity Me. Even The Open, Transparent Lake Has Its Unknown Depths, Which No Divers Know.

Everything You Look At Can Become A Fairy Tale And You Can Get A Story From Everything You Touch.

I Have Shed Pewter Tears! It Is Too Melancholy! Rather Let Me Go To The Wars And Lose Arms And Legs! It Would At Least Be A Change. I Cannot Bear It Longer! Now, I Know What It Is To Have A Visit From One's Old Thoughts, With What They May Bring With Them! I Have Had A Visit From Mine, And You May Be Sure It Is No Pleasant Thing In The End; I Was At Last About To Jump Down From The Drawers.

Well, It's Not So Easy To Give An Answer When You Ask A Stupid Question!