I find myself fascinating.
If I hadn't met you, I'd certainly have fallen in love with him.
Without realizing it, the individual composes his life according to the laws of beauty even in times of greatest distress.
Hate traps us by binding us too tightly to our adversary.
Without the meditative background that is criticism, works become isolated gestures, historical accidents, soon forgotten.
People are always shouting they want to create a better future. It's not true. The future is an apathetic void of no interest to anyone.