But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed.

To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.

I know there is no straight road No straight road in this world Only a giant labyrinth Of intersecting crossroads

Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verdes ramas. El barco sobre la mar y el caballo en la montaña.

…And my heart openedlike a flower under sky, its petals of desire, its stamens of dreams…

Look at the longing, the anguish of a sad fossil world / that cannot find the accent of its first sob.

Don't ask me any questions. I've seen how things that seek their way find their void instead.

A confused labyrinth of smoky starsentangles my hopes, which are nearly faded

Whatever it is that you're feeling, whatever it is you have a question about, whatever it is that you long to know, there is some book, somewhere, with the key. You just have to search for it.

A plumber is an adventurer who traces leaky pipes to their source.

With bisexuality, there's so much out there in terms of what that means and there are so many definitions, and it's about finding out what's right for you.

The more you've got, the shorter it feels.

Let us hear what the Bible says and what we as Christians are called to hear together: By grace you have been saved.

The proud man can learn humility, but he will be proud of it.

If you are a straightforward racing driver you should always see your limits. You have to be objective and not come up with any bullshit.

The threat today is not passivity, but pseudo-activity, the urge to "be active", to "participate", to mask the Nothingness of what goes on.

I am always thinking music.

If Elvis Presley had been a bowhunter, he'd probably be alive today.