An eternal dreaming full with the sweetest excess of life
With uneasy pains within, in the soul.
Blazes, burns, grows for a fight,
Because of and insane astir with stirring desire.
Powerless is the agony of tought, meaningless, to reach toughts.
Were the language of the creator to speak and were there
Break the violence!
Egon Schiele, 1910.