A brutal, relentless self-analysis lies at the heart of all despair.
What do I aspire to be? Just an ordinary person who values living.
One quick glance in the mirror is enough for a lifetime.
A poet is someone who never forgets they were born naked.
Life corrects the errors of logic.
In solitude every fear, every longing, becomes exaggerated.
Where personal experience is concerned, we all speak a different language.
The void can only be filled with love.
When you fill a void, isn't the void still there?
Solitude is where one discovers one is not alone.
My greatest pleasure is to travel down an unfamiliar road.
Let a kind word warm you when your thoughts turn cold
We should not judge people or try to figure out what makes them tick. We should leave them the hell alone.
Love is not insatiable. What is insatiable is the need for love.
Silence stands between the trees, waiting for the wind's roar.
What is eternal is the cloud drifting slowly out of sight.
My calm is like the tides: never at rest.
I owe my last breath to death but not one breath more.
When you act without feeling, that's the living death.
All writers are exiles: some by circumstance, some by choice.