They entered there into the unconscious philosophy of the town; that life was an incomprehensible marvel, since it was incessantly wasted and spent, yet none the less it lasted and endured 'like the bridge on the Drina'.

I do not fear invisible worlds.

They entered there into the unconscious philosophy of the town; that life was an incomprehensible marvel, since it was incessantly wasted and spent, yet none the less it lasted and endured 'like the bridge on the Drina'.

Forgetfulness heals everything and song is the most beautiful manner of forgetting, for in song man feels only what he loves.

~beautiful soul weeps deep~

What can and doesn't have to be always, at the end, surrenders to something that has to be.

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