It is not whether your words or actions are tough or gentle; it is the spirit behind your actions and words that announces your inner state.

Cheat at this game.

Why did I become a writer? A bird’s feather on my windowpane in winter and all at once there arose in my heart a battle of embers never to subside again.

What comes into the world to disturb nothing merits neither attention nor patience.

Trust firmly in your luck, cling to your happiness, and dare to take risks.

Why did I become a writer? A bird's feather on my windowpane in winter and all at once there arose in my heart a battle of embers never to subside again.

What comes into the world to disturb nothing merits neither attention nor patience

A poet should leave traces of his passage, not proofs. Traces alone engender dreams.

Be gful to the man who cares nothing for your remorse. You are his equal.

Man is able to do what he is unable to imagine. His head trails a wake through the galaxy of the absurd.