That in man which cannot be domesticated is not his evil but his goodness.
He who has made a thousand things and he who has made none, both feel the same desire: to make something.
I have come one step away from everything. And here I stay, far from everything, one step away.
When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.
More grievous than tears is the sight of them.
My truths do not last long in me. Not as long as those that are not mine.