The deeper the love, the sharper the flesh aches.
You can never replace anyone because everyone is made up of such beautiful specific details. "
Memories are wonderful things, if you don’t have to deal with the past. "
You will find meaning in life only if you create it. It is not lying there somewhere behind the bushes, so you can go and you search a little bit and find it. It is not there like a rock that you will find. It is a poetry to be composed, it is a song to be sung, it is a dance to be danced. "
I have dreamt in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind. "
It’s a rare man who is taken for what he truly is … There is much misjudgment in the world. … We are not always what we seem, and hardly ever what we dream. "
"I pray in words. I pray in poems. I want to learn to pray through breathing, through dreams and sleeplessness, through love and renunciation.
I pray through snow that falls outside the window.
I pray with the tears that do not end.
"I do my thing, and you do your thing. I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it’s beautiful. "
"I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday."
Life is the farce which everyone has to perform. ”
"You say I am repeating
Something I have said before. I shall say it again."
Something I have said before. I shall say it again."
"I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts."
"You love without love unless it is a love which crosses you out."
"First you hear the words
and they are like all other words,
ordinary, breathing out of lips,
moving toward you in a straight line.
Later they shatter
and rearrange themselves. They spell
something else hidden in the muscles
of the face, something the throat wanted to say."
and they are like all other words,
ordinary, breathing out of lips,
moving toward you in a straight line.
Later they shatter
and rearrange themselves. They spell
something else hidden in the muscles
of the face, something the throat wanted to say."
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