Someday Death Will Take Us

I Am Still Far From Being What I Want To Be, But With God's Help I Shall Succeed.

How Rich Art Is, If One Can Only Remember What One Has Seen, One Is Never Empty Of Thoughts Or Truly Lonely, Never Alone.

Do You Know What Makes The Prison Disappear? Every Deep, Genuine Affection. Being Friends, Being Brothers, Loving, That Is What Opens The Prison, With Supreme Power, By Some Magic Force. Without These One Stays Dead. But Whenever Affection Is Revived, There Life Revives.

I Am Always Doing What I Can't Do Yet In Order To Learn How To Do It.

I Never Get Tired Of The Blue Sky.