~beautiful Soul Weeps Deep~

They Entered There Into The Unconscious Philosophy Of The Town; That Life Was An Incomprehensible Marvel, Since It Was Incessantly Wasted And Spent, Yet None The Less It Lasted And Endured 'like The Bridge On The Drina'.

That Wild Beast Which Lives In Man And Does Not Dare To Show Itself Until The Barriers Of Law And Custom Have Been Removed, Was Now Set Free.

If People Would Know How Little Brain Is Ruling The World, They Would Die Of Fear.

When I Am Not Desperate, I Am Worthless.

Forgetfulness Heals Everything And Song Is The Most Beautiful Manner Of Forgetting, For In Song Man Feels Only What He Loves.