There Are Fossils Of Seashells

A Book Is A Heart That Only Beats In The Chest Of Another.

Writing Is Saying To No One And To Everyone The Things It Is Not Possible To Say To Someone.

The Famous Zen Parable About The Master For Whom, Before His Studies, Mountains Were Only Mountains, But During His Studies Mountains Were No Longer Mountains, And Afterward Mountains Were Again Mountains Could Be Interpreted As An Alleory About [the Perpetual Paradox That When One Is Closest To A Destination One Is Also The Farthest).

To Hope Is To Give Yourself To The Future - And That Commitment To The Future Is What Makes The Present Inhabitable.

Never To Get Lost Is Not To Live, Not To Know How To Get Lost Brings You To Destruction.