When Everything Is Finished, The Mornings Are

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.

Nothing Is Not Only Nothing. It Is Also Our Prison.

Everything That I Bear Within Me Bound, Is To Be Found Somewhere Else Free.

A Hundred Men Together Are The Hundredth Part Of A Man.

Man Goes Nowhere, Everything Comes To Man Like Tomorrow.