Perhaps then, some day far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.

Do you recall, from your childhood on, how very much this life of yours has longed for greatness? I see it now, how from the vantage point of greatness it longs for even greater greatness. That is why it does not let up being difficult, but that is also why it will not cease to grow.

A billion stars go spinning through the night, / glittering above your head, / But in you is the presence that will be / when all the stars are dead.

Embrace your solitude and love it. Endure the pain it causes, and try to sing out with it. For those near to you are distant.

I am a house gutted by fire where only the guilty sometimes sleep before the punishment that devours them hounds them out in the open.

In the night, I wish to speak with the angel to find out if she recognizes my eyes, if she will ask me: do you see Eden? And I’ll reply: Eden burns.

Yet everything that touches us, me and you, takes us together like a violin's bow, which draws one voice out of two separate strings.