The distance between two souls-one is infinity, outside.

Love is like the sunrise; hope appeared at the same time on two faces and in two souls connected by the same wonders and tears of life.

Poetry: souls. In their whisper, the burning of infinity...

The solitude of our human souls is howled at the stars night after night by dogs.

There are thresholds that you cannot step over, as if beyond lie the ghosts of those passed, as if the thresholds grow with every intention of a step, as if the soul itself becomes a threshold, preventing you from hurting, from being hurt again.

The heart – a living clock that houses loved souls in nameless cities.