I am the shore and the ocean, awaiting myself on both sides.
In the essence of truth lies deceit.
Possible is more a matter of attitude, a matter of decision, to choose among the impossible possibilities, when one sound opportunity becomes a possible solution.
Digressions are part of harmony, deviations too.
The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.
Life is only a flicker of melted ice.