It Would Be Very Unjust To Say

I Have The True Feeling Of Myself Only When I Am Unbearably Unhappy.

There Are Some Things One Can Only Achieve By A Deliberate Leap In The Opposite Direction.

I Dream Of A Grave, Deep And Narrow, Where We Could Clasp Each Other In Our Arms As With Clamps, And I Would Hide My Face In You And You Would Hide Your Face In Me, And Nobody Would Ever See Us Any More

Don't Bend; Don't Water It Down; Don't Try To Make It Logical; Don't Edit Your Own Soul According To The Fashion. Rather, Follow Your Most Intense Obsessions Mercilessly.

I Wanted To Escape The Unrest, To Shut Out The Voices Around Me And Within Me, So I Write.