There is nothing that can, in the dark become true
This is the seashore. Neither land nor sea. It’s a place that does not exist.
It’s a strange grief…to die of nostalgia for something you never lived.
Definitive resolutions are made always and only in a state of mind that is not destined to last.
I did not love you out or boredom or loneliness or caprice. I loved you because the desire for you was stronger than any happiness.
Perhaps sometimes life shows you a side of itself which leaves you with nothing more to say