You think so logically... like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically... like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth.

And not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now.

Ambition or contentment? This simple question led me back to a more balanced view of life and put me in touch with the Me I used to know.

You can be angry and silent, but it's no use - there's no distance in the spirit - besides, my words touch you more softly than my hands.

I see myself at crossroads in my life, mapless, lacking bits of knowledge - then, the Moon breaks through, lights up the path before me.

Freshly cut Christmas trees smelling of stars and snow and pine resin - inhale deeply and fill your soul with wintry night.

It must be hard when you are a beautiful woman and no one will look at your soul.