Its hard to communicate anything exactly and thats why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find.

He dreamed of funeral love but dreams crumble and the tomb abides

At other times at the edge of a wood especially at dusk the trees themselves would assume strange shapes sometimes they were arms rising heavenwards or else the trunk would twist and turn like a body being bent by the wind. At night when I woke up and the moon and the stars were out I would see in the sky things that filled me simultaneously with dread and longing. I remember that once one Christmas Eve I saw a great naked women standing erect with rolling eyes she must have been a hundred feet high but along she drifted growing ever longer and ever thinner and finally fell apart each limb remaining separate with the head floating away first as the rest of her body continued to waver

By trying to understand everything everything makes me dream

Thought is the greatest of pleasures pleasure itself is only imaginationhave you ever enjoyed anything more than your dreams