There Is Man In His

Words Are All We Have.

Friendship, According To Proust, Is The Negation Of That Irremediable Solitude To Which Every Human Being Is Condemned.

I Want Very Much To Be Back In The Caul, On My Back In The Dark Forever.

With All This Darkness Round Me I Feel Less Alone.

What Is This Love That More Than All The Cursed Deadly Or Any Other Of Its Great Movers So Moves The Soul And Soul What Is This Soul That More Than By Any Of Its Great Movers Is By Love So Moved?