Life is like that, full of words that are not worth saying or that were worth saying once but not any more, each word that we utter will take up the space of another more deserving word, not deserving in its own right, but because of the possible consequences of saying it.

From literature to ecology, from the escape velocity of galaxies to the greenhouse effect, from garbage disposal methods to traffic jams, everything is discussed in our world. But the democratic system, as if it were a given fact, untouchable by nature until the end of time, we don't discuss that.

The best way to killing a rose is to force it open when it is still only the promise of a bud.

I do not just write, I write what I am. If there is a secret, perhaps that is it.

Each day is a little bit of history

Americans have discovered fear.

Blessed be the night, which conceals and protects things fair and foul with the same indifferent mantle.