There are some wounds that one can heal only by deepening them and making them worse.

Dead voices, lost sounds, forgotten noises, vibrations lockstepping into the abyss and now too distant ever to be recaptured!...What sort of arrows would be able to transfix such birds?

Brunettes are full of electricity.

Uncertainty is a quality to be cherished, therefore – if not for it, who would dare to undertake anything?

I am a man who knows nothing, guesses sometimes, finds frequently and who's always amazed.

If our Gods and our hopes are nothing but scientific phenomena, then let us admit it must be said that our love is scientific as well.

Thoughts and feelings change sometimes, as one crosses the frontiers.