You have never been curious about me; you never wanted to explore my soul.
In the woods where snow is thick, bars of sunlight lay like pale fire.
You are a Queen. Let mine be the joy of giving you your kingdom.
Warm, eager, living life-to be rooted in life-to learn, to desire, to know, to feel, to think, to act. This is what I want. And nothing less. That is what I must try for.
Life never become a habit to me. It's always a marvel.
I love the night. I love to feel the tide of darkness rising, slowly and slowly washing, turning over and over, lifting, floating, all that lies strewn upon the dark beach, all that lies hid in rocky hollows.