The Universe Is Going To

Death Frees From The Fear Of Dying

Love Rules, But No One Knows Where It Has Its Throne; In Order To Know That Secret Place, You Must First Submit To Love.

If Pain Must Come, May It Come Quickly. Because I Have A Life To Live, And I Need To Live It In The Best Way Possible. If He Has To Make A Choice, May He Make It Now. Then I Will Either Wait For Him Or Forget Him.

My Aim Is To Understand Love. I Know How Alive I Felt When I Was In Love, And I Know That Everything I Have Now, However Interesting It Might Seem, Doesn't Really Excite Me. But Love Is A Terrible Thing: I've Seen My Girlfriends Suffer And I Don't Want The Same Thing To Happen To Me. [...] Although My Aim Is To Understand Love, And Although I Suffer To Think Of People To Whom I Gave My Heart, I See That Those Who Touched My Heart Failed To Arouse My Body, And That Those Who Aroused My Body Failed To Touch My Heart.

Of Course. My Sadness Has Become A Routine That No One Notices Anymore.