While I'm writing, I'm far away; and when I come back, I've gone.
I don't know who it is who lives or dies, who rests or wakes, but it is your heart that distributes all the graces of the daybreak in my breast.
When did the lemons learn the same creed as the sun?
I am everybody and every time, I always call myself by your name.
Today is today, and yesterday is gone. There is no doubt.
Love is the mystery of water and a star.