There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do.
We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.
I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.
I sleep with my feet on moss carpets, my branches in the cotton of the clouds.
Now that I am moving, I am afraid. Where am I going?
It is in the movements of emotional crisis that human beings reveal themselves most accurately.