We create stories to define our existence. If we do not create the stories, we probably go mad.
Lessons of Life: When you stop yearning, When you stop aspiring. You stop living.
Fall in love so madly that every leaf whispers words of love to your lover. Every raindrop explodes with only one word as it hits the Earth.
True love can exist only in freedom from possession.
I tell a story, and therefore I exist.
Panic is the great access of creativity because that's the only way to get rid of your mind.