Misery drives you to become a great artist, but the art does nothing for your misery

I have always dreamed of tragedy, and when I had told you that my dreams had come true, it was not a figure if speech.

I watched you sleeping, and wondered if it was better for you to have changed me or me to have changed you

Chasing fairy tales I lost my one and only love... Chasing tragedy I lost myself along the way.

I am standing still while the world around me is revolving. It's only logical that you move on.... without me.

Ultimately, we are all dead men... I'm just trying to find a profound way to meet that end

I feel so small, I feel that you can love me up on a moment, whereas you are so very large I could never finish loving you. My love for you can never end

I will never be able to wrap myself in the trappings of an easy, carefree life.

The dessert is the Virgin of literature, whereas the ocean has become literature's w h o r e. She lets any poet play over her as he wishes.

I often feel that neither you nor I even the world exists, that all things in the past and the future are illusory.