We Tear Life Out Of Life To

My Final Belief Is Suffering. And I Begin To Believe That I Do Not Suffer.

If Only I Could Leave Everything As It Is, Without Moving A Single Star Or A Single Cloud. Oh, If Only I Could!

Set Out From Any Point. They Are All Alike. They All Lead To A Point Of Departure.

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

Everything Had Been Stripped Of Deceptions, That Time. And That Time I Was Afraid Of Everything.