Liberty Is The Possibility Of Isolation.

Everything Interests Me, But Nothing Holds Me.

First Watcher Why Do People Die? Second Watcher Perhaps Because They Don't Dream Enough.

It's Been A Long Time Since I've Been Me.

A Being Who, As I Grew Older, Lost Imagination, Emotion, A Type Of Intelligence, A Way Of Feeling Things - All That Which, While It Made Me Sorry, Did Not Horrify Me. But What Am I Experiencing When I Read Myself As If I Were Someone Else? On Which Bank Am I Standing If I See Myself In The Depths?

I Want To Be A Work Of Art, At Least In My Soul, Since I Can’t Be One In My Body.