I Take With Me The Conscience Of

The Gods Sell When They Give. Glory Is Paid For With Disgrace. Poor Are The Happy, For They Are Just What Passes.

I Come Closer To My Desk As To A Bulwark Against Life.

It's In An Inland Sea That The River Of My Life Ended.

I Don't Mourn The Loss Of My Childhood; I Mourn Because Everything, Including (my) Childhood, Is Lost.

Myth Is The Nothing That Is All.