It's Not The Struggle That Makes Us

In This Vast Country That He Had So Loved, He Was Alone.

Youth Is Above All A Collection Of Possibilities.

But All The Long Speeches, All The Interminable Days And Hours That People Had Spent Talking About My Soul, Had Left Me With The Impression Of A Colorless Swirling River That Was Making Me Dizzy.

Existence Is Illusory And It Is Eternal.

Once In The Midst Of A Seemingly Endless Winter, I Discovered Within Myself An Invincible Spring.