The pain was her whole world now. Pain and fear.
It is not difficult to nourish admirable thoughts when the stars are present.
I knew that good like bad becomes a routine, that the temporary tends to endure, that what is external permeates to the inside, and that the mask, given time, comes to be the face itself.
A touch of madness is, I think, almost always necessary for constructing a destiny.
Love is a punishment. We are punished for not having been strong enough to remain alone.
Every life is punctuated by deaths and departures, and each one causes great suffering that it is better to endure rather than forgo the pleasure of having known the person who has passed away. Somehow our world rebuilds itself after every death, and in any case we know that none of us will last forever. So you might say that life and death lead us by the hand, firmly but tenderly.
age means nothing. If anything I feel that I'm still a child: eternity and childhood are my ages.
People have choices in this life. They should exercise them responsibly.
No person learned the art of archery from me, who did not in the end make me his target.
I think a lot about the poems I wasn't able to write. . . I masturbrated. . . Solitude is essentially a matter of pride; you bury yourself in your own scent. The issue is the same for all real poets. If you've been happy for too long, you become banal. By the same token, if you've been unhappy for a long time, you lose your poetic power. . . Happiness and poverty can only coexist for the briefest time. Afterword either happiness coarsens the poet or the poem is so true it destroys his happiness.
Despite trials, worldly confusion, and caustic voices, we can trust in the Lord and go forward with happy hearts, knowing that with every challenge or problem, there's the strength to go on. Why? Because we know His promises are real, that He does know us by name and has a plan for each of us. He will help us learn what it is and give us joy in doing it.