Action Men Are The Unvoluntary Slaves Of

I Crave Time In All Its Duration, And I Want To Be Myself Unconditionally.

Oh Salty Sea, How Much Of Your Salt Is Tears From Portugal?

Civilization Consists In Giving Something An Unfitting Name, Then Dream About The Result. And Indeed The False Name And The Real Dream Create A New Reality. The Object Really Becomes Another, Because We Turned It Into Another One. We Manufacture Realities.

What Can I Expect From Myself? My Sensation In All Their Horrible Acuity, And A Profound Awareness Of Feeling. A Sharp Mind That Only Destroys Me, And An Unusual Capacity For Dreaming To Keep Me Entertained. A Dead Will And A Reflection That Cradles It, Like A Living Child. From, The Book Of Disquiet

There's No Regret More Painful Than The Regret Of Things That Never Were.