ليس الفعلُ الحياة، بل هو شاكلةٌ في هدر قوة، إنه استنزاف

“I'm now making myself as scummy as I can. Why? I want to be a poet, and I'm wor…”

“Against snow, a tall Beautiful Being. Whistlings of death and circles of muffle…”

“La vraie vie est absente. Nous ne sommes pas au monde.”

“I could never throw Love out of the window.”