Am Arbeit / Work Beste / Best Brauchen / Need Breit / Wide Dunkelheit / Darkness Einsamkeit / Solitude Erwachen / Awake Ich bin / I Am Ruhig / Quiet Schreiben / Write
I am very aware that I'm one of the luckiest people who ever lived.
Look, if I were alone in the world, I would have the right to choose despair, solitude and self-fulfillment. But I am not alone.
I am a communist and a worker, and I have lived in a decadent capitalist society where the workers are slaves.
I am someone who hopes for the best and prepares for the worst.
Be quiet, or my wife will take away your first born and make him or her work in one of her sweatshops!
I'm definitely open to change, but at the same time I am quite stubborn.
I am aware of the usefulness of science to society and of the benefits society derives from it.
Art doesn't feed me or fill the void when I am not working. If I haven't worked for six months, I can't paint.
I am a person beset with fears, and one of my fears is that this thing that I will be writing for five years won't work. And the likelihood, of course, is that it won't - and that's fine.
