And, like the great damned souls, I shall always feel that thinking is worth more than living.

The value of things is not the time they last, but the intensity with which they occur. That is why there are unforgettable moments and unique people!

I crave time in all its duration, and I want to be myself unconditionally.

I look for myself but find no one. I belong to the chrysanthemum hour of bright flowers placed in tall vases. I should make an ornament of my soul.

To know how to think with emotions and to feel with intellect.

Have you ever considered, beloved other, how invisible we are to each other? We look at each other without seeing. We listen to each other and hear only a voice inside out self. The words of others are mistakes of our hearing, shipwrecks of our understanding. How confidently we believe OUR meanings of other people's words.

Nature is the difference between the soul and God.