I recreate myself; that is my only power.
Accidents are not accidents but precise arrivals at the wrong right time.
Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.
Is it possible to write a poem or are these words just screams of outlaws exiled to the desert?
When magic through nerves and reason passes, Imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.
Love is almost never simple.