Hay Que Ser Absolutamente Moderno

And From Then On, I Bathed In The Poem Of The Sea, Star-infused, And Opalescent, Devouring Green Azures

Eternity Is The Sun Mixed With The Sea

Your Memory And Your Senses Will Be Nourishment For Your Creativity.

Misfortune Was My God.

I Could Never Throw Love Out Of The Window.