We Tear Life Out Of

I Believe That The Soul Consists Of Its Sufferings. For The Soul That Cures Its Own Sufferings Dies.

Sometimes At Night I Light A Lamp So As Not To See.

I Can Wait For You Longer. Because You Have Arrived.

If You Do Not Raise Your Eyes You Will Think That You Are The Highest Point.

Yes, I Will Go. I Would Rather Grieve Over Your Absence Than Over You.