Time is the substance of which we are made
The machinery of the world is far too complex for the simplicity of men.
Happy are the beloved and the lovers and those who can live without love.
I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart, I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.
I saw a sunset in Queretaro that seemed to reflect the color of a rose in Bengal.
God must not engage in theology. The writer must not destroy by human reasonings the faith that art requires of us.