Loving means getting rid of names.

Poets have the gift to speak for others, Vasko Popa had the very rare quality of hearing the others.

Light is time thinking about itself.

Reality is a staircase going neither up nor down, we don't move; today is today, always is today.

Love is not a desire for beauty; it is a yearning for completion.

A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry.

Love is the revelation of the other person's freedom.