The Poet Is One Who

I Either Eat Too Much Or Starve Myself. Sleep For 14 Hours Or Have Insomniac Nights. Fall In Love Very Hard Or Hate Passionately. I Don't Know What Grey Is. I Never Did.

What Is Love But Acceptance Of The Other, Whatever He Is.

I'm Sick Of My Own Romanticism!

It Takes Courage To Push Yourself To Places You Have Never Been Before... To Test Your Limits... To Break Through Barriers. And The Day Came When The Risk It Took To Stay Tight Inside The Bud Was More Painful Than The Risk It Took To Blossom.

Poverty Is The Great Reality. That Is Why The Artist Seeks It.