You Do Not See The River Of

What Words Say Does Not Last. The Words Last. Because Words Are Always The Same, And What They Say Is Never The Same.

When Your Suffering Is A Little Greater Than My Suffering I Feel That I Am A Little Cruel.

There Are Sufferings That Have Lost Their Memory And Do Not Remember Why They Are Suffering.

Truth Has Very Few Friends And Those Few Are Suicides.

My Truths Do Not Last Long In Me. Not As Long As Those That Are Not Mine.