Life Is The Farce Which Everyone Has

You Will Always Be A Hyena.

Je Est Un Autre. (i Is Someone Else).

Faith Assuages, Guides, Restores.

You Feel On Your Lips A Kiss Fluttering, A Tiny Scrap Of Life.

I Dreamed Of Crusades, Voyages Of Discovery That Nobody Had Heard Of, Republics Without Histories, Religious Wars Stamped Out, Revolutions In Morals, Movements Of Races And Continents; I Used To Believe In Every Kind Of Magic. I Began It As An Investigation. I Turned Silences And Nights Into Words. What Was Unutterable, I Wrote Down. I Made The Whirling World Stand Still.