My Only Two Weapons: Time

A Fantasy Can Be Equivalent To A Paradise And If The Fantasy Passes, Better Yet, Because Eternal Paradise Would Be Very Boring.

Back Of My Forehead I Feel Tonight A Whole Sky Full Of Stars. Under A Western Moon. Life Is Indeed Lovely!

A Permanent State Of Transition Is Man's Most Noble Condition.

I Unpetalled You, Like A Rose, To See Your Soul, And I Didn't See It. But Everything Around -horizons Of Land And Of Seas-, Everything, Out To The Infinite, Was Filled With A Fragrance, Enormous And Alive.

Literature Is A State Of Culture, Poetry Is A State Of Grace, Before And After Culture.