Always Tell What You Feel. Do What

Today, When I Saw You, I Realized That What Is Between Us Is Nothing More Than An Illusion.

He Really Had Been Through Death, But He Had Returned Because He Could Not Bear The Solitude.

I Would Like For My Books To Have Been Recognized Posthumously, At Least In Capitalist Countries, Where They Turn You Into A Kind Of Merchandise.

"things Have A Life Of Their Own," The Gypsy Proclaimed With A Harsh Accent. "it's Simply A Matter Of Waking Up Their Souls."

If You Love Something - Let. If It Is Yours - It Will Come Back. I Love You Not Because Of Who You Are, But For Who I Am When I'm With You.