Every star was once darker than the night, before it awoke.

When all is lost, there is still a memory.

I can see myself before myself - a being through dark scenery.

You mark and celebrate errors, transforming failures into successes.

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.

Through everything I have passed but nowhere I have been.

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.