They have stopped deceiving you, not loving you. And it seems to you that they have stopped loving you.
Even the smallest of creatures carries the sun in its eyes.
Flowers are without hope. Because hope is tomorrow and flowers have no tomorrow.
Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life.
There are sufferings that have lost their memory and do not remember why they are suffering.
The children whom nobody leads by the hand are the children who know they are children.