We must dream our way.

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away?

Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas? How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?

Raw hatred took its time making an outpost of its rage and prepared for me a savage crown with rusty, bloodstained spikes. It wasn't pride that made me keep my heart at a distance from such terror, nor did I waste on revenge or the pursuit of power the forces that came from my selfish griefs or my accumulated joys. It was something else-my helplessness.

Everything is so alive, that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives.

You can crush the flowers, but you can't stop the spring.