We are convinced that certain people have all the bad qualities we do not know in ourselves.
The debt we owe to the play of imagination is incalculable.
A 'scream' is always just that - a noise and not music.
Solitude is for me a fount of healing which makes my life worth living.
The most important question anyone can ask is: What myth am I living?
In all earnestness I asked myself what kind of world I had stumbled into.