December 22ed. Betrayals in war are childlike,compared with our betrayals during peace. New lovers are nervous and tender..but smash everything. For the heart is an organ of fire.
“ ……We're the real countries, not the boundaries drawn on maps with the names of powerful men. I know you'll come and carry me out into the Palace of Winds. That's what I've wanted: to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on the earth without maps. The lamp has gone ou