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

We are, all of us, poor wretches, and those who prefer not to understand this are even worse off than the rest of us.

A nomad I was even when I was very small and would stare at the road, that white spellbinding road headed straight for the unknown ... a nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.

But the vagrant owns the whole vast earth that ends only at the nonexistent horizon, and his empire is an intangible one, for his domination and enjoyment of it are things of the spirit.

From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.

Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.

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