In a friend you find a second self.
Dad, your guiding hand on my shoulder will remain with me forever.
I don't have an attitude, I have standards for the people who are supposed to be my friends.
If people talk about you behind your back, that would mean you are in front, so stay ahead.
My best friend is the only person in the world who could stop me from crying.
Bring me then the plant that points to those bright Lucidites swirling up from the earth, and life itself exhaling that central breath! Bring me the sunflower crazed with the love of light.