The dread of being stares us in the eye, and in a deadly gush we perceive how the minds are dangling in threads of their own spinning, and that a hell is lurking underneath.
"– The life of the worlds is a roaring river, but Earth’s is a pond and a backwater.
– The sign of doom is written on your brows – how long will ye kick against the pin-pricks?
– But there is one conquest and one crown, one redemption and one solution.
– Know yourselves – be infertile and let the earth be silent after ye.”
Hayat görüşüm gereği, dünyaya çocuk getirmek istemedim. Dilenciye bir kuruş vermeden önce, o kuruşu verip vermeme işkencesini yaşayarak, elinde bozuk parayı çevirip durur insan. Oysa bir çocuğu gözünü bile kırpmadan kozmik bir çiğliğin içine atar.