When your suffering is a little greater than my suffering I feel that I am a little cruel.
You do not see the river of mourning because it lacks one tear of your own.
It's been a long time since I asked anything of heaven, and my arms still haven't come down.
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
We tear life out of life to use it for looking at itself.
They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.