And through it all, behind my daydream, I’ll feel my soul like a whistle of stark anxiety, a pure and shrill howl, useless in the world’s darkness.
Let us live by dreams and for dreams, distractedly dismantling and recomposing the universe according to the whim of each dreaming moment.
We, all who live, have a life that is lived and another life that is thought, and the only life we haveIt's the one that is divided. In right or wrong.
I am nothing. I'll never be anything.I couldn't want to be something. Apart from that, I have in me all the dreams in the world.
Lord, may the pain be ours, and the weakness that it brings, but at least give us the strength, of not showing it to anyone!
The value of things is not the time they last, but the intensity with which they occur. That is why there are unforgettable moments and unique people!
