We do not judge the people we love.
Man exists, turns up, appears on the scene and only afterwards, defines himself
Smooth and smiling faces everywhere, but ruin in their eyes.
Several hours or several years make no difference once you have lost eternity.
Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up; I forget them almost immediately.
All that I know about my life, it seems, I have learned in books.