A hidden spark of the dream sleeps In the forest and waits In the celestial spheres of the brain.

Life eats life to live.

In trying to be perfect, He perfected the art of anonymity, Became imperceptible And arrived nowhere from nowhere.

Entering a cell, penetrating deep as a flying saucer to find a new galaxy would be an honorable task for a new scientist interested more in the inner state of the soul than in outer space.

To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.

From what you didn’t say, lies that you did say.

History will be erased in the universal purgatory.