God Has Given A Great Deal To

When I Break Any Of The Chains That Bind Me I Feel That I Make Myself Smaller.

Not Believing Has A Sickness Which Is Believing A Little.

My Final Belief Is Suffering. And I Begin To Believe That I Do Not Suffer.

He Who Does Not Fill His World With Phantoms Remains Alone.

When The Superficial Wearies Me, It Wearies Me So Much That I Need An Abyss In Order To Rest.