Breathe-in Experience, Breathe-out Poetry.

What Three Things Can Never Be Done? / Forget. Keep Silent. Stand Alone

I Speak To You. You Speak To Me. Is That Fragile?

Not All Things Are Blest, But The Seeds Of All Things Are Blest.

I Think There Is A Choice Possible To Us At Any Moment, As Long As We Live. But There Is No Sacrifice. There Is A Choice, And The Rest Falls Away. Second Choice Does Not Exist. Beware Of Those Who Talk About Sacrifice.

If There Were No Poetry On Any Day In The World, Poetry Would Be Invented That Day. For There Would Be An Intolerable Hunger.