Oh Salty Sea, How Much Of Your

It's In An Inland Sea That The River Of My Life Ended.

I Look At Myself But I'm Missing. I Know Myself: It’s Not Me.

There Are No Norms. All People Are Exceptions To A Rule That Doesn’t Exist.

In This Metallic Age Of Barbarians, Only A Relentless Cultivation Of Our Ability To Dream, To Analyse And To Captivate Can Prevent Our Personality From Degenerating Into Nothing Or Else Into A Personality Like All The Rest.

Time, Which Grays Hair And Wrinkles Faces, Also Withers Violent Affections, And Much More Quickly.