Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

When I Break Any Of The Chains That Bind Me I Feel That I Make Myself Smaller.

If Only I Could Leave Everything As It Is, Without Moving A Single Star Or A Single Cloud. Oh, If Only I Could!

Truth Has Very Few Friends And Those Few Are Suicides.

Situated In Some Nebulous Distance I Do What I Do So That The Universal Balance Of Which I Am A Part May Remain A Balance.

It's Been A Long Time Since I Asked Anything Of Heaven, And My Arms Still Haven't Come Down.