Genius Is The Recovery Of Childhood At

But, Truly, I Have Wept Too Much! The Dawns Are Heartbreaking. Every Moon Is Atrocious And Every Sun Bitter.

Eternity Is The Sun Mixed With The Sea

I Understand, And Not Knowing How To Express Myself Without Pagan Words, I’d Rather Remain Silent

Only Divine Love Bestows The Keys Of Knowledge.

What A Life! True Life Is Elsewhere. We Are Not In The World.