No time to grieve for roses when the forests are burning.

forgive me also that I didn't fight like Lord Byron for the happiness of captive peoples that I watched only risings of the moon and museums

Even if we love someone very much, at times it happens that we forget about it.

Be courageous when the mind deceives you Be courageous In the final account only this is important

No time to grieve for roses when the forests are burning.

I thank You Lord for creating the world beautiful and various and if this is Your seduction I am seduced for good and past all forgiveness

The dead have need of fairy tales too.