Maybe you are searching among the branches, for what only appears in the roots.
In Silence there is eloquence.
Make peace with the universe. Take joy in it. It will turn to gold. Resurrection will be now. Every moment, a new beauty.
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk I was.
Why should I be unhappy? Each parcel of my being is in full bloom.