From The Place Where We Are Right,

A Flock Of Sheep Near The Airport Or A High Voltage Generator Beside The Orchard: These Combinations Open Up My Life Like A Wound, But They Also Heal It. That's Why My Feelings Always Come In Twos.

I Think The End Is Endless. It's Either A Big Black Hole Or A Big White Light Or Both Together. But It's Totally Meaningless, Because Even If Someone Would Explain It, I Wouldn't Understand It.

And As We Stray Further From Love, We Multiply The Words. Had We Remained Together We Could Have Become A Silence.

The World Of Religion Isn't A Logical World; That's Why Children Like It. It's A World Of Worked-out Fantasies, Very Similar To Children's Stories Or Fairy Tales.

From The Place Where We Are Right, Flowers Will Not Grow In The Spring.