Tolerance Is A Proof Of Distrust In

Thus I Spoke, More And More Softly; For I Was Afraid Of My Own Thoughts And The Thoughts Behind My Thoughts.

I Go In Solitude, So As Not To Drink Out Of Everybody's Cistern. When I Am Among The Many I Live As The Many Do, And I Do Not Think I Really Think; After A Time It Always Seems As If They Want To Banish Myself From Myself And Rob Me Of My Soul.

When You Look Into An Abyss, The Abyss Also Looks Into You.

To Discover He Is Loved In Return Ought Really To Disenchant The Lover With The Beloved.

We Possess Art Lest We Perish Of The Truth.