To think that two bodies, crooked by life into question marks, when encountering one another did not form a heart.. To do that, all we needed was to look each other in the eye. But you looked away.

Now me and musicplay hide and seek.

Music itself has taught me never to underestimate a mistake, for, in the midst of all, it’s often in that mistake where the realm of the unexpected creation is hidden.

To hide away from the world whose loveless heart has gone astrayand its inhabitants what could be a safer place than my imagination?

I cover the floor with a thin layer of imagination so that i’ll always land softly.

Such dreams provide this temporary illusion of a life that has meaning.

you’re ignoring me so loud that it’s deafening. This silence is so deep that it’s echoing.

the pavement makes no soundas it touches your feetcalm and constantlike silence on repeatlanguidly your thoughts bleedinto the evening airin crimson red the words read'some things are beyond repair

it’s miraculous how the shallow can injure in such a profound way.

I love it when there’s nothingLeft to see but tiny spots of what’s still lightStories piercing the night.

The skin of her face, parched by the monotonous dietof salty rain, with tremendous effortgave wayto a smile.

If I were a zombieI'd never eat your brainI'd just want your heart

A fool is someone who wants you to apologise for your intelligence -rassool jibraeel snyman

I remind you that there are churches so completely out of the hands of God that if the Holy Spirit withdrew from them, they wouldn't find it out for many months

Could you bring back a man without a head? Not six times. Just once.

If you had felt yourself sufficient, it would have been a proof that you were not.

I'm just enjoying my life at the moment.

Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.

I've lived my life dealing with everybody. And that's how it's always been for me.

A hobby is only fun if you don't have time to do it.

I am not sure that any sight or sound on earth is as exquisite as the hushed descent of a sky full of snow.