it was a brilliant cure but we lost the patient

üheksa-aastaselt asus Harald

as I walked through the wilderness of this world, as I walked through the wilderness, as I walked through the city with the loud electric faces and the crowded petrols of the wind dazzling and drowning me that winter night before the West died, I remembered the winds of the high, white world that bore me and faces of a noiseless million in the busyhood of heaven staring on the afterbirth

veel üks viimnepäev misasja teha sellega

Larousse'i sõnaraamat ütleb ka, et fraasid on sõnade kogumid, mis väljendavad täielikku tähendust

you fall out of your mother's womb, you crawl across open country under fire, and drop into your grave 

noh, ei, muidugi see, ütleks sedasi, ei ole kollektiivi jaoks, streik ei ole lihtne kollektiivi jaoks, aga kollektiiv läheb tugevaks peale streigi, selles ma olen kindel