So We'll Just Let Things

So I Walked Away And Left Him Standing There In The Moonlight - Watching Over Nothing.

The Strongest Guard Is Placed At The Gateway To Nothing. Maybe Because The Condition Of Emptiness Is Too Shameful To Be Divulged.

I Learned A Little Of Beauty - Enough To Know That It Had Nothing To Do With Truth.

Gold? Yellow, Glittering, Precious Gold?... This Yellow Slave Will Knit And Break Religions, Bless Th' Accursed, Make The Hoar Leprosy Adored, Place Thieves, And Give Them Title, Knee And Approbation With Senators On The Bench.

Sometimes I Don't Know Whether I'm Real Or Whether I'm A Character In One Of My Novels.