No One's Serious At Seventeen.

Je Est Un Autre. (i Is Someone Else).

It Was The Voice Of Mad Seas, Roaring Immense,/ That Shattered Your Infant Breast, Too Soft, Too Human.

It Is Wrong To Say: I Think. One Ought To Say: I Am Thought. I Is Someone Else.

I Understand, And Not Knowing How To Express Myself Without Pagan Words, I’d Rather Remain Silent

I Believe That I Am In Hell, Therefore I Am There.