I Am A Winged Creature

We Don't See Things As They Are, We See Them As We Are.

Not Afraid Of Poverty And Drabness And Who Is Untouched By It, Untouched By The Drunkenness Of Her Friends; (she) Who Judges, Selects, Discards People With Severity, Who Knows, When She Is Telling Her Endless Anecdotes, That They Are Ways Of Escape, Keeping Herself All The More Secret Behind That Profuse Talk.

We Are Beginning To See The Influence Of Dream Upon Reality And Reality Upon Dream.

Pain Is Something To Master, Not To Wallow In.

Nothing Too Long Imagined Can Be Perfect In A Wordly Way.