Sadness Is Also A Kind Of Defence.

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

When I Am Not Desperate, I Am Worthless.

There Comes A Time When A Man Finds Himself In Front Of A Dark Uncrossable Abyss, Which He Himself Has Spent Years Digging. He Cannot Go Forward, And Has No Way Back. Words Have Failed, Tears Won't Help, And Who Would He Call Out To? He Can't Even Remember His Own Name. Then The Man Sees That On This God's Green Earth There Is But One True Suffering: The Torment Of Guilty Conscience.

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

What Can And Doesn't Have To Be Always, At The End, Surrenders To Something That Has To Be.