Be-and Yet Know The Great Void Where

It Is A Tremendous Act Of Violence To Begin Anything. I Am Not Able To Begin. I Simply Skip What Should Be The Beginning.

I Am So Glad You Are Here. It Helps Me Realize How Beautiful My World Is.

Be, In This Immensity Of Night, The Magic Force At Your Sense's Crossroad.

Let Life Happen To You. Believe Me: Life Is In The Right, Always.

We Wasters Of Sorrows! How We Stare Away Into Sad Endurance Beyond Them, Trying To Foresee Their End! Whereas They Are Nothing Else Than Our Winter Foliage, Our Sombre Evergreen, One Of The Seasons Of Our Interior Year.