What We Pay For With Our Lives

My Truths Do Not Last Long In Me. Not As Long As Those That Are Not Mine.

Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

When I Believe In Nothing, I Do Not Want To Meet You When You Believe In Nothing.

He Who Tells The Truth Says Almost Nothing.

My Great Day Came And Went, I Do Not Know How. Because It Did Not Pass Through Dawn When It Came, Nor Through Dusk When It Went.