When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?

Hands make the world each day.

And it follows that I am, because you are: it follows from 'you are', that I am, and we: and, because of love, you will, I will, we will, come to be.

Sufre mas el que espera siempre que aquel que nunca espero a nadie? Does he who is always waiting suffer more than he who’s never waited for anyone?

The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading.

And what has become of it, where is that onetime love? Now it is the grave of a bird, a drop of black quartz, a chunk of wood eroded by the rain.

When I sleep every night, what am I called or not called? And when I wake, who am I if I was not I while I slept?