I Do Not See The World At

The Notion Of The Infinite Expanse And Copiousness Of The Cosmos Is The Result Of The Mixture, Carried To The Extreme Limit, Of Laborious Creation And Free Self-determination.

I Usually Solve Problems By Letting Them Devour Me.

The Spirit Becomes Free Only When It Ceases To Be A Support.

For Words Are Magical Formulae. They Leave Finger Marks Be Hind On The Brain, Which In The Twinkling Of An Eye Become The Footprints Of History. One Ought To Watch One' S Every Word.

What Am I Doing Here In This Endless Winter?