Night, When Words Fade And

When A Mystery Is Too Overpowering, One Dare Not Disobey.

Tell Me Who Admires And Loves You, And I Will Tell You Who You Are.

If I Were To Command A General To Turn Into A Seagull, And If The General Did Not Obey, That Would Not Be The General's Fault. It Would Be Mine.

How Is It Possible For One To Own The Stars?" "to Whom Do They Belong?" The Businessman Retorted, Peevishly. "i Don't Know. To Nobody.

Horror Causes Men To Clench Their Fists, And In Horror Men Join Together.