My Curiosity Sister Of Larks.

My Joy Is As Painful As My Pain.

I Suffer From Life And From Other People. I Can’t Look At Reality Face To Face. Even The Sun Discourages And Depresses Me. Only At Night And All Alone, Withdrawn, Forgotten And Lost, With No Connection To Anything Real Or Useful — Only Then Do I Find Myself And Feel Comforted.

There Are No Norms. All People Are Exceptions To A Rule That Doesn’t Exist.

I'm A Man For Whom The Outside World Is An Inner Reality.

I Bear The Wounds Of All The Battles I Avoided.