Everything That I Bear Within Me Bound,

When Everything Is Finished, The Mornings Are Sad.

What Words Say Does Not Last. The Words Last. Because Words Are Always The Same, And What They Say Is Never The Same.

Certainties Are Arrived At Only On Foot.

Would There Be This Eternal Seeking If The Found Existed?

Yes, One Must Suffer, Even In Vain, So As Not To Have Lived In Vain.