Her Silence Was The Blank Space Between

Love Is, After All, A Curse Of Suffering.

The Desert Takes Our Dreams Away From Us, And They Don't Always Return. We Know That, And We Are Used To It. Those Who Don't Return Become A Part Of The Clouds, A Part Of The Animals That Hide In The Ravines And Of The Water That Comes From The Earth. They Become Part Of Everything. They Become The Soul Of The World.

Everyone When They Are Young Knows What Their Destiny Is. At That Point In Their Lives, Everything Is Clear And Everything Is Possible.

When You Cease Doubting, You Have Stopped Moving Forward.

It's Always Easy To Blame Others. You Can Spend Your Entire Life Blaming The World, But Your Successes Or Failures Are Entirely Your Own Responsibility.