Life is what we make of it. Travel is the traveler. What we see isn't what we see but what we are.
But do we really live? To live without knowing what life is - is that living?
To need to dominate others is to need others. The commander is dependent.
La literatura es la manera mรกs agradable de ignorar la vida.
Sometimes, when I wake up at night, I feel invisible hands weaving my destiny.
But my sadness is comforting Because itโs right and natural And because itโs what the soul should feel When it already thinks it exists And the hand pick flowers And the soul takes no notice.