Be Young Forever, Seasons Of The Earth.

You See How I Try To Reach With Words What Matters Most And How I Fail.

When I Curse Fate, It's Not Me, But The Earth In Me.

The Purpose Of Poetry Is To Remind Us How Difficult It Is To Remain Just One Person, For Our House Is Open, There Are No Keys In The Doors, And Invisible Guests Come In And Out At Will.

The Soul Exceeds Its Circumstances.

The History Of My Stupidity Would Fill Many Volumes.