Sadness Is Also A Kind Of Defence.

I Do Not Fear Invisible Worlds.

It Seems To Me, That If People Only Knew How Hard It Was For Me To Endure Life, They Would Find It Easier To Forgive Me For All The Wrong Things I’ve Done And All The Good Things That I Have Failed To Do. And They Would Still Find A Little Compassion Within Them To Pity Me.

To Be A Man, To Have Been Born Without Knowing It Or Wanting It, To Be Thrown Into The Ocean Of Existence, To Be Obliged To Swim, To Exist; To Have An Identity; To Resist The Pressure And Shocks From The Outside And The Unforeseen And Unforeseeable Acts - One's Own And Those Of Others - Which So Often Exceed One's Capacities? And What Is More, To Endure One's Own Thoughts About All This: In A Word, To Be Human.

Forgetfulness Heals Everything And Song Is The Most Beautiful Manner Of Forgetting, For In Song Man Feels Only What He Loves.

What Does Your Sorrow Do While You Sleep? -it’s Awake And Waiting. And When It Loses Patience, It Wakes Me Up.