Would there be this eternal seeking if the found existed?
Yes, I will go. I would rather grieve over your absence than over you.
My father, when he went, made my childhood a gift of a half a century.
If only I could leave everything as it is, without moving a single star or a single cloud. Oh, if only I could!
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.