Evil Is The Starry Sky Of The

The Experience Of Life Consists Of The Experience Which The Spirit Has Of Itself In Matter And As Matter, In Mind And As Mind, In Emotion, As Emotion, Etc.

Isolation Is A Way To Know Ourselves.

I Miss You Deeply, Unfathomably, Senselessly, Terribly.

Hiding Places There Are Innumerable, Escape Is Only One, But Possibilities Of Escape, Again, Are As Many As Hiding Places.

I Do Not See The World At All; I Invent It.