Absence becomes the greatest Presence.

Do we always make our freedom out of someone else's bondage?

There is no doubt that solitude is a challenge and to maintain balance within it a precarious business. But I must not forget that, for me, being with people or even with one beloved person for any length of time without solitude is even worse. I lose my center. I feel dispersed, scattered, in pieces. I must have time alone in which to mull over my encounter, and to extract its juice, its essence, to understand what has really happened to me as a consequence of it.

Words are my passion / And out of them and me / I would create beauty.

In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place.

Fighting dragons is my holy joy.

It is the place of renewal and of safety, where for a little while there will be no harm or attack and, while every sense is nourished, the soul rests.