One Is And Remains A

Doubt Works Deep Within You Like A Disease Or, Even More Effectively, Like A Faith.

Melancholy Redeems This Universe, And Yet It Is Melancholy That Separates Us From It.

We Have Lost, Being Born, As Much As We Shall Lose Dying: Everything!

Truths Begin By A Conflict With The Police - And End By Calling Them In.

I Foresee The Day When We Shall Read Nothing But Telegrams And Prayers.