Every Artist Is An Unhappy

The Bereaved Cannot Communicate With The Unbereaved.

Love Is The Perception Of Individuals. Love Is The Extremely Difficult Realisation That Something Other Than Oneself Is Real.

You Cannot Have Both Truth And What You Call Civilisation.

Falling Out Of Love Is Very Enlightening. For A Short While You See The World With New Eyes.

I Feel Half Faded Away Like Some Figure In The Background Of An Old Picture.