[heaven Is] That Moment In

Memory Is A Mirror That Scandalously Lies.

Once In A While It Happens That I Vomit Up A Bunny... It's Not Reason For One To Blush And Isolate Oneself And To Walk Around Keeping One's Mouth Shut.

(memory Is) A Strange Echo, Which Stores Its Replicas According To Some Other Acoustic Than Consciousness Or Expectation.

Everything Can Be Killed Except Nostalgia For The Kingdom, We Carry It In The Color Of Our Eyes, In Every Love Affair, In Everything That Deeply Torments And Unties And Tricks.

One Of The Many Ways Of Contesting Level-zero, And One Of The Best, Is To Take Photographs, An Activity In Which One Should Start Becoming Adept Very Early In Life, Teach It To Children Since It Requires Discipline, Aesthetic Education, A Good Eye And Steady Fingers.