Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

I Am Chained To The Earth To Pay For The Freedom Of My Eyes.

My Bits Of Time Play With Eternity.

The Dream Which Is Not Fed With Dream Disappears.

Whatever I Take, I Take Too Much Or Too Little; I Do Not Take The Exact Amount. The Exact Amount Is No Use To Me.

When I Die, I Will Not See Myself Die, For The First Time.