The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.

Evil grows and bears fruit, which is understandable, because it has logic and probability on its side and also, of course, strength. The resistance of tiny kernels of good, to which no one grants the power of causing far-reaching consequences, is entirely mysterious, however. Such seeming nothingness not only lasts but contains within itself enormous energy which is revealed gradually.

I have no wisdom, no skills, and no faith but I received strength, it tears the world apart. I shall break, a heavy wave, against its shores and a young wave will cover my trace.

I was left behind with the immensity of existing things. A sponge, suffering because it cannot saturate itself; a river, suffering because reflections of clouds and trees are not clouds and trees.

I am composed of contradictions, which is why poetry is a better form for me than philosophy

Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.

Yet falling in love is not the same as being able to love.