To Live Life Well Is

The Night Dreamer Cannot Articulate A Cogito. The Night Dream Is A Dream Without A Dreamer.

Childhood Lasts All Through Life.

Words, In Their Distant Past, Have The Past Of My Reveries.

Sometimes, When I Am Tired Of So Many Oscillations, I Look For Refuge In A Word Which I Begin To Love For Itself. Resting In The Heart Of Words, Seeing Clearly Into The Cell Of A Word, Feeling That The Word Is The Seed Of A Life, A Growing Dawn... The Poet Vandercammen Says All That In A Line: "a Word Can Be A Dawn And Even A Sure Shelter."

Love Is Never Finished Expressing Itself, And It Expresses Itself Better The More Poetically It Is Dreamed.