No reason for a feverish rush For we will all arrive in the same place At the right time. Justice will be served. There will be no better or worse, No big and small, no rewards, no punishment, No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies; Only silent equality.

Hope without love is hopeless.

Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.

We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.

He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love.

A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams.

If you are only what you are, You at least have a chance Not to outsmart, But be on a par with yourself And that is worth trying.