We Came Whirling Out Of

When You Reach The Bottom Of The Well Of Your Own Nature, Then You Will Know That The Vileness Was From Yourself.

Iron Was Black And Sheenless, But Cleansing And Polishing Washed Away Its Blackness.

Lovely Days Don’t Come To You, You Should Walk To Them.

The Lion Is Most Handsome When Looking For Food.

A Strange Passion Is Moving In My Head My Heart Has Become A Bird Which Searches In The Sky. Every Part Of Me Goes In Different Directions. Is It Really So That The One I Love Is Everywhere?