Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.

By the time a person has achieved years adequate for choosing a direction, the die is cast and the moment has long since passed which determined the future.

The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow - So Growl By doing what is right.

Look closer and you'll see something extraordinary, mystifying, something real and true. We have never been what we seemed.

Something in me vibrates to a dusky, dreamy smell of dying moons and shadows.

Maybe other people's ideas of us are truer than our own.

Love is bitter and all there is, and that the rest is for the emotional beggars of the earth.