The dream which is not fed with dream disappears.
It's been a long time since I asked anything of heaven, and my arms still haven't come down.
When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.
That in man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness.
Nothing is not only nothing. It is also our prison.
When I break any of the chains that bind me I feel that I make myself smaller.