There Are Sufferings That Have

Night Is A World Lit By Itself.

Without This Ridiculous Vanity That Takes The Form Of Self-display, And Is Part Of Everything And Everyone, We Would See Nothing, And Nothing Would Exist.

Yes, I Will Go. I Would Rather Grieve Over Your Absence Than Over You.

If Only I Could Leave Everything As It Is, Without Moving A Single Star Or A Single Cloud. Oh, If Only I Could!

Even The Smallest Of Creatures Carries The Sun In Its Eyes.