My Curiosity Sister Of Larks.

Every Spoken Word Double-crosses Us. The Written Word Is The Only Tolerable Form Of Communication, As It Isn't A Stone In A Bridge Between Souls But A Ray Of Light Between Stars.

There Are Those That Even God Exploits, And They Are Prophets And Saints In The Vacuousness Of The World.

First Watcher Why Do People Die? Second Watcher Perhaps Because They Don't Dream Enough.

I’ve Dreamed A Lot. I’m Tired Now From Dreaming But Not Tired Of Dreaming. No One Tires Of Dreaming, Because To Dream Is To Forget, And Forgetting Does Not Weigh On Us, It Is A Dreamless Sleep Throughout Which We Remain Awake. In Dreams I Have Achieved Everything.

The Beauty Of A Naked Body Is Felt Only By The Dressed Races.