I am full of the sorrow that goes with changes in surroundings, those successive stages of annihilation that slowly lead to the great and final void.

For now it seems that by advancing into unknown territories, I entered into my life

One must never look for happiness: one meets it by the way.

A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.

I am not afraid of death, but would not want to die in some obscure or pointless way.

I think it is impossible for human minds to think of Death as a final, irrevocable end to life.

I will only ever be drawn to people who suffer from that special and fertile anguish called self-doubt, or the thirst for the ideal, and desire for the soul's mystical fire. Self-satisfaction because of some material accomplishment will never be for me. The truly great are those who quest for better spiritual selves.