In Giving You Are Throwing A Bridge

What Saves A Man Is To Take A Step. Then Another Step. It Is Always The Same Step, But You Have To Take It.

Behind All Seen Things Lies Something Vaster; Everything Is But A Path, A Portal Or A Window Opening On Something Other Than Iteself.

You're Beautiful, But You're Empty.... No One Could Die For You.

The Tender Friendships One Gives Up, On Parting, Leave Their Bite On The Heart, But Also A Curious Feeling Of A Treasure Somewhere Buried.

I Am Who I Am And I Have The Need To Be.