To dream on occasion is not dreaming, To love on occasion is not love.
Trying too hard to be too good, even when trying to be bad, is too good for the bad, too bad for the good.
They blossomed, they did not talk about blossoming.
Oblivion cures the old wounds.
Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.
It is not possible to express the most precious insights, To see all that craves to be seen, To visit even the closest neighbors in the universe, To learn all that needs to be learned, To live without dying, And I am sad about it. But I lived And I am happy about that.