Anstarren / Gazing Ewigkeit / Eternity Schönheit / Beauty Selbst / Itself Spiegel / Mirror
I don't think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains.
Venice is eternity itself.
I'm either going to be a writer or a bum.
There is a volatile mix, and that's because we're all intense. And there's no denying that.
It's an immense amount of pressure, celebrity itself.
Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the Infinite.
Rare is the union of beauty and purity.
Living in a city is stressful absent terrorism.
All the freaky people make the beauty of the world.
