With Life As Short As A Half-taken

Indeed Envy Is A Defect; Worse Than Any Other.

Poetry Can Be Dangerous, Especially Beautiful Poetry, Because It Gives The Illusion Of Having Had The Experience Without Actually Going Through It.

I Want To Be Where Your Bare Foot Walks, Because Maybe Before You Step, You'll Look At The Ground. I Want That Blessing

There Is An Original Inside Me.

In Silence There Is Eloquence.