There It Is: I Am Gently Slipping

Something Begins In Order To End: An Adventure Doesn't Let Itself Be Extended It Achieves Significance Only Through Its Death.

Photographs Are Not Ideas. They Give Us Ideas.

I Found The Human Heart Empty And Insipid Everywhere Except In Books.

Man Exists, Turns Up, Appears On The Scene And Only Afterwards, Defines Himself

Yes, I Am So Free. And What A Superb Absence Is My Soul.