Death from disillusion is not instantaneous, and there are no mercy killers for the disillusioned.

The only transformer and alchemist that turns everything into gold is love. The only magic against death, aging, ordinary life, is love.

Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.

I want to make my own discoveries…….penetrate the evil which attracts me

You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you; I wished for your existence. You will always be a part of my life. If I love you, it must be because we shared, at some moment, the same imaginings, the same madness, the same stage.

Out of the red and silver and the long cry of alarm to the poet who survives in all human beings, as the child survives in him; to this poet she threw an unexpected ladder in the middle of the city and ordained, 'Climb!

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.