-you Are On The Verge Of Being

Sleep Is Your Friend. Dreams Are Your Unwelcome Guests.

I Was Obsessed With Religious Questions, The Basics: Why Are We Here? Why Is The World So Beautiful?

It's An Awful Truth That Suffering Can Deepen Us, Give A Greater Lustre To Our Colours, A Richer Resonance To Our Words. That Is, If It Doesn't Destroy Us, If It Doesn't Burn Away The Optimism And The Spirit, The Capacity For Visions, And The Respect For Simple Yet Indispensable Things.

I Never Knew What Life Was Until It Ran Out In A Red Gush Over Any Lips, My Hands!

You Look Good To Me, You Damnable Little Devil, Good To Embrace And Good To Love.