Love Is Not A Desire For Beauty;

Love Is Born At First Sight; The Friendship Of A Frequent And Lengthy Exchange.

Deserve Your Dream.

Death Is The Mother Of Forms.

Beyond Happiness Or Unhappiness, Though It Is Both Things, Love Is Intensity; It Does Not Give Us Eternity But Life, That Second In Which The Doors Of Time And Space Open Just A Crack: Here Is There And Now Is Always.

Each Time We Try To Express Ourselves We Have To Break With Ourselves.