That Is A Long Word: Forever!

How Many Women Does One Need To Sing The Scale Of Love All The Way Up And Down?

Only One Thing Abides: An Infinite Beauty That Passes From Form To Form, Eternally Changed And Revealed Afresh.

Revolution Is Like Saturn, It Devours Its Own Children.

Whoever Finishes A Revolution Only Halfway, Digs His Own Grave.

The Sin Is In Our Thoughts.