The purpose of each of us is to die leaving our future.

I adore you, my greatest love, as only through you I can find my moment’s eternity.

One will never find in the waterfall of sights anything else than the Illusion of Life, which falls in torrents on the granite rocks of the souls.

We are given to know only what we know from the infinite of ignorance. Thus what we do know isn’t it all ignorance?

You can just be your self’s stranger, never its friend, because you are mortal and it is immortal!

Saints are those who managed to love more than we did.