Not Believing Has A Sickness Which Is

When The Superficial Wearies Me, It Wearies Me So Much That I Need An Abyss In Order To Rest.

When Your Suffering Is A Little Greater Than My Suffering I Feel That I Am A Little Cruel.

And If You Find Everything As Soon As You Look For It, You Find It In Vain, You Look For It In Vain.

I Would Go To Heaven, But I Would Take My Hell; I Would Not Go Alone.

My Heaviness Comes From The Heights.