No Sooner Said Than Done - So

I Wanted To Escape The Unrest, To Shut Out The Voices Around Me And Within Me, So I Write.

There Is An Infinite Amount Of Hope In The Universe ... But Not For Us.

Isolation Is A Way To Know Ourselves.

I Have Hardly Anything In Common With Myself And Should Stand Very Quietly In A Corner, Content That I Can Breathe.

Anyone Who Cannot Come To Terms With His Life While He Is Alive Needs One Hand To Ward Off A Little His Despair Over His Fate... But With His Other Hand He Can Note Down What He Sees Among The Ruins.