"In a way, you are poetry material. You are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out."
"I want to move into your body
"There was only one thing left that I had gained from it, and that was the realisation that the sequence of events in one’s life is a road leading to a dead end, however broad and easy it might appear. It is the narrow, hidden tracks that lead back to our lost homeland; what contains the solution to the last mysteries is not the ugly scar that life’s rasp leaves on us, but the fine, almost invisible writing that is engraved on our body."
The Golem, Gustav Meyrink (1914)