Strength Without Agility Is A Mere Mass.

To Have Defined And Sure Opinions, Fixed And Known Instincts, Passions And Character - All That Is The Horror Of Turning Our Soul Into A Fact, Materialize It And Make It External.

Everything Interests Me, But Nothing Holds Me.

I Am The Suburb Of A Non-existent Town, The Prolix Commentary On A Book Never Written. I Am Nobody, Nobody. I Am A Character In A Novel Which Remains To Be Written, And I Float, Aerial, Scattered Without Ever Having Been, Among The Dreams Of A Creature Who Did Not Know How To Finish Me Off.

There Are Those That Even God Exploits, And They Are Prophets And Saints In The Vacuousness Of The World.

I Crave Time In All Its Duration, And I Want To Be Myself Unconditionally.