Only A Burning Patience Will Lead To

And What Importance Do I Have In The Courtroom Of Oblivion?

Hay Algo Más Tonto En La Vida Que Llamarse Pablo Neruda? (is There Anything More Insane In This Life Than Being Called Pablo Neruda?)

The Road Made Wet By The Water Of August Shines Like It Was Cut In Full Moonlight

I Say Love, And The World Populates Itself With Doves.

To Love Is To Tilt With The Lightning, Two Bodies Routed By A Single Honey's Sweet.