We Come Into The World Laden With

It Is A Well-known Fact That We Always Recognize Our Homeland At The Moment We Are About To Lose It.

Revolt And Revolution Both Wind Up At The Same Crossroads: The Police, Or Folly.

I Have Not Stopped Loving That Which Is Sacred In This World.

To Insure The Adoration Of A Theorem For Any Length Of Time, Faith Is Not Enough, A Police Force Is Needed As Well.

Turbulent Childhood, Adolescent Daydreams In The Drone Of The Bus's Motor, Mornings, Unspoiled Girls, Beaches, Young Muscles Always At The Peak Of Their Effort, Evening's Slight Anxiety In A Sixteen-year-old-heart, Lust For Life, Fame, And Ever The Same Sky Through The Years, Unfailing In Strength And Light, Itself Insatiable, Consuming One By One Over A Period Of Months The Victims Stretched Out In The Form Of Crosses On The Beach At The Deathlike Hour Of Noon.