Searching for what I need, and I don't even know precisely what that is, I was going from a man to a man, and I saw that all of them together have less than me who has nothing, and that I left to each of them a bit of that what I don't have and I've been searching for.

They looked at the paper and saw nothing in those curving lines, but they knew and understood everything, for their geography was in their blood and they felt biologically their picture of the world.

One shouldn't be afraid of the humans. Well, I am not afraid of the humans, but of what is inhuman in them.

Of everything that man erects and builds in his urge for living nothing is in my eyes better and more valuable than bridges. They are more important than houses, more sacred than shrines. Belonging to everyone and being equal to everyone, useful, always built with a sense, on the spot where most human needs are crossing, they are more durable than other buildings and they do not serve for anything secret or bad.

That wild beast which lives in man and does not dare to show itself until the barriers of law and custom have been removed, was now set free.

~beautiful soul weeps deep~

I gave in to life. I was not defeated but outplayed.