Love insists the loved loves back
There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.
From there we came outside and saw the stars
In that part of the book of my memory before which little can be read, there is a heading, which says: โIncipit vita nova: Here begins the new lifeโ.
I care not where my body may take me as long as my soul is embarked on a meaningful journey.
Now you know how much my love for you burns deep in me when I forget about our emptiness, and deal with shadows as with solid things.