Memories Are Like Stones, Time And Distance

When You Put A Man And A Woman Together, There Are Some Things They Simply Have To Do. They Embrace, They Warm Each Other. All The Rest Is Dead And Empty.

Is Not Man Himself The Most Unsettled Of All The Creatures Of The Earth? What Is This Trembling Sensation That Is Intensified With Each Ascending Step In The Natural Order?

At Any Given Moment, I Open My Eyes And Exist.

Memories Are Like Stones, Time And Distance Erode Them Like Acid.

A Long Association-prolonged Human Contact, When A Man And Woman Live Together-this Ends Up Producing A Sort Of Rot, A Poison.