A Single Event Can Awaken

To Be A Man Is, Precisely, To Be Responsible.

A Single Event Can Awaken Within Us A Stranger Totally Unknown To Us.

You Know... When You Are Sad You Love The Sunsets.

When The Body Sinks Into Death, The Essence Of Man Is Revealed. Man Is A Knot, A Web, A Mesh Into Which Relationships Are Tied. Only Those Relationships Matter. The Body Is An Old Crock That Nobody Will Miss. I Have Never Known A Man To Think Of Himself When Dying. Never.

Love, Like A Carefully Loaded Ship, Crosses The Gulf Between The Generations.