Our Journey Is Entirely Imaginary.

There's A Point Of Poverty At Which The Spirit Isn't With The Body All The Time. It Finds The Body Really Too Unbearable. So It's Almost As If You Were Talking To The Soul Itself. And A Soul's Not Properly Responsible.

To Travel Is Very Useful, It Makes The Imagination Work, The Rest Is Just Delusion And Pain. Our Journey Is Entirely Imaginary, Which Is Its Strength.

Our Journey Is Entirely Imaginary. That Is Its Strength.

When It Becomes Really Impossible To Get Away And Sleep, Then The Will To Live Evaporates Of Its Own Accord.

One Can't Relive One's Life. Forgiveness Is Not What's Difficult; One's Always Too Ready To Forgive. And It Does No Good, That's Obvious.