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.

Without space, there is no time.

A breeze, a forgotten summer, a smile, all can fit into a storefront window.

Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.

Too often, feelings arrive too soon, waiting for thoughts that often come too late.

Every man needs his Siren to check his courage and strength when he hears her song in his travels through the unknown.

When following God, Zero we never find.