He watched them grow, until eventually, great forests of words had risen throughout Germany.... It was a nation of farmed thoughts.
The city buildings in the distance are holding up the sky, it seems.
Somewhere in all the snow, she could see her broken heart, in two pieces.
It would then be brought abruptly to an end, for the brightness had shown suffering the way.
I am hunted by humans.
Only hearts... They're in the inside of the inside of me.