As so often happens, the thing left undone tires you most of all, you only feel rested when it has been accomplished.

Every second that passes is like a door that opens to allow in what has not yet happened, what we call the future, but, to challenge the contradictory nature of what we have just said, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that the future is just an immense void, that the future is just the time on which the eternal present feeds.

Very few people are aware that in each of our fingers, located somewhere between the firs phalange, the mesophalange and the metaphalange, there is a tiny brain... It should be noted that fingers are without brains, these develop gradually with the passage of time and with the help of what the eyes see... That is why the fingers have always excelled at uncovering what is concealed.

Your questions are false if you already know the answer.

When all is said and done, what is clear is that all lives end before their time.

Nothing so tires a person as having to struggle, not with himself, but with an abstraction.

Perhaps only in a world of the blind will things be what they truly are.