I want to be a tuneswept fiddle string that feels the master melody, and snaps.
Happiness is an angel with a serious face
You are not alive unless you know you are living.
What I look for is neither reality nor unreality but the subconscious, the instinctive mystery of the human race.
It is your duty in life to save your dream.
What I am seeking is not the real and not the unreal but rather the unconscious, the mystery of the instinctive in the human race.