Nothing Is As Deceptive As A Photograph.

I Do Not See The World At All; I Invent It.

Was He An Animal, That Music Could Move Him So? He Felt As If The Way To The Unknown Nourishment He Longed For Were Coming To Light.

What Is Written Is Merely The Dregs Of Experience.

Do Not Waste Your Time Looking For An Obstacle - Maybe There Is None.

The Various Forms Of Despair At The Various Stations On The Road.