When I try to portray to myself my heart's desire, nothing happens.
Imagination awakens ambition, then causes it to lose its way.
Infallibility and invincible ignorance are the same thing.
To love a fool is a misfortune, but does not make one a fool.
Nostalgia keeps dissolving the ironic narratives in which I have contained my past.
Every lover's lament has an element of boasting.