The Wind In The Grain Is The

What He Had Yearned To Embrace Was Not The Flesh But A Down Spirit, A Spark, The Impalpable Angel That Inhabits The Flesh.

The Theoretician Believes In Logic And Believes That He Despises Dreams, Intuition, And Poetry. He Does Not Recognize That These Three Fairies Have Only Disguised Themselves In Order To Dazzle Him.... He Does Not Know That He Owes His Greatest Discoveries To Them.

When Someone Blushes, Doesn't That Mean 'yes'?

Living Is Being Born Slowly. It Would Be A Little Too Easy If We Could Borrow Ready-made Souls.

If You Love A Flower That Lives On A Star, It Is Sweet To Look At The Sky At Night. All The Stars Are A-bloom With Flowers.