Her Curiosity Instructed Her More Than The

And Now -- Now It Only Remains For Me To Light A Cigarette And Go Home. Dear God, Only Now Am I Remembering That People Die. Does That Include Me? Don't Forget, In The Meantime, That This Is The Season For Strawberries. Yes.

It Is Because I Dove Into The Abyss That I Am Beginning To Love The Abyss I Am Made Of.

And Even Sadness Was Also Something For Rich People, For People Who Could Afford It, For People Who Didn't Have Anything Better To Do. Sadness Was A Luxury.

Whether She Won Or Lost, She Would Continue To Wrestle With Life. It Would Not Be With Her Own Life Alone But With All Of Life. Something Had Finally Been Released Within Her. And There It Was, The Sea.

Love Is Now, Is Always. All That Is Missing Is The Coup De Grâce- Which Is Called Passion.