I Have This Weird Obsession

The Period Without The Diary Remains An Ordeal. Every Evening I Want My Diary As One Wants Opium.

I Don’t Really Want To Become Normal, Average, Standard. I Want Merely To Gain In Strength, In The Courage To Live Out My Life More Fully, Enjoy More, Experience More. I Want To Develop Even More Original And More Unconventional Traits

I Believe One Writes Because One Has To Create A World In Which One Can Live.

You Are The Poet, You Walk Inside My Dreams.

I Postpone Death By Living, By Suffering, By Error, By Risking, By Giving, By Losing.