I Am Dying Of Hunger.

You Leap Over The Wall Of One Ghetto And Find Yourself In Another Ghetto.

I Knew There Were, In Myself, The Souls Of Millions Of People Who Lived Centuries Ago; Not Just People But Animals, Plants, The Elements, Things, Even, Matter. All Of These Exist In Me.

I Didn't Choose Solitude.

I Would Have Been Better Than Adolf Hitler. I Could Have Delivered His Speeches A Lot Better... That's For Certain.

I Am Dying Of Hunger.