Uncontradicting solitude Supports me on its giant palm; And like a sea-anemone Or simple snail, there cautiously Unfolds, emerges, what I am.
Only in books the flat and final happens, Only in dreams we meet and interlock.
How little our careers express what lies in us, and yet how much time they take up. It's sad, really.
Originality is being different from oneself, not others.
Life is first boredom, then fear.
The breath that sharpens life is life itself.