[w]e Must Never Allow The Future To

The Ludicrous Element In Our Feeling Does Not Make Them Any Less Authentic.

In The Mind Of A Woman For Whom No Place Is Home The Thought Of An End To All Flight Is Unbearable.

Only A Literary Work That Reveals An Unknown Fragment Of Human Existence Has A Reason For Being.

Remembering Now All Those Farewells (fake Farewells, Worked-up Farewells), Irena Thinks: A Person Who Messes Up Her Goodbyes Shouldn’t Expect Much From Her Re-unions.

Without Realizing It, The Individual Composes His Life According To The Laws Of Beauty Even In Times Of Greatest Distress.