FALLING STARS: Do you remember still the falling stars that like swift horses through the heavens raced and suddenly leaped across the hurdles of our wishes -- do you recall? And we did make so many! For there were countless numbers of stars: each time we looked above we were astounded by the swiftness of their daring play, while in our hearts we felt safe and secure watching these brilliant bodies disintegrate, knowing somehow we had survived their fall.

Nothing touches a work of art so little as words of criticism: they always result in more or less fortunate misunderstandings.

Think... of the world you carry within you.

Thus we live, forever taking leave.

Everything in the world of things and animals is still filled with happening, which you can take part in.

If my devils are to leave me, I'm afraid my angels will take flight as well.

Our deepest fears are like dragons, guarding our deepest treasure.