We humans have two great problems: the first is knowing when to begin; the second is knowing when to stop.

We must have a university degree even if we never get a job in the area of knowledge we were forced to study.

We learn in the past, but we are not the result of that. We suffered in the past, loved in the past, cried and laughed in the past, but that's of no use to the present. The present has its challenges, its good and bad side. We can neither blame nor be grateful to the past for what is happening now. Each new experience of love has nothing whatsoever to do with past experiences. It's always new.

True love is an act of total surrender.

Not even your love could withhold you from fulfilling your own personal legend.

As a writer I have to find platforms that can use this writing process. The internet is one of them.

I am in the Aleph, the point at which everything is in the same place at the same time. I'm at a window, looking out at the world and its secret places, poetry lost in time and words left hanging in space...sentences that are perfectly understood, even when left unspoken. Feelings that simultaneously exalt and suffocate.