From Our Ugliness Will Grow The Soul

I Have A Trend Of My Own.

Busy Remaking The World, Man Forgot To Remake Himself.

Do You Know How Much Thinking And Feeling I’ve Done? It’s Terrible. And Nothing’s Come Of It.

Everything Comes To An End, Only Objects Are Left To Pine In The Dark.

What If We All Suddenly Get Carried Away Thinking - Who Will Be Left To Act?