The feelings trembled and flapped in his chest like a bird newly put in a cage.

Poetry can be dangerous, especially beautiful poetry, because it gives the illusion of having had the experience without actually going through it.

The lion is most handsome when looking for food.

When it's cold and raining,you are more beautiful.And the snow brings meeven closer to your lipsThe inner secret, that which was never born,you are that freshness, and I am with you now.I can't explain the goings,or the comings. You enter suddenly,and I am nowhere again.Inside the majesty

Whatever happens to you, don't fall in despair. Even if all the doors are closed, a secret path will be there for you that no one knows. You can't see it yet but so many paradises are at the end of this path...Be grateful! It is easy to thank after obtaining what you want, thank before having what you want.

The angel is free because of his knowledge, the beast because of his ignorance. Between the two remains the son of man to struggle.

Humankind is being led along an evolving course, through this migration of intelligences, and though we seem to be sleeping, there is an inner wakefulness that directs the dream, and that will eventually startle us back to the truth.