There, Where One Burns Books... One, In

Das War Ein Vorspeil Nur; That Was Only A Prelude; Dort Wo Man Buecher Verbrennt, Where One Burns Books, Vebrennt Man Auch Am Ende One Will Also Burn People Menchen. Eventually.

Where Words Leave Off, Music Begins.

Matrimony; The High Sea For Which No Compass Has Yet Been Invented.

Thought Precedes Action As Lighting Does Thunder.

Perfumes Are The Feelings Of Flowers.