The writer is a man who, more than anyone else, has difficulty writing.
Critics who believe they can only judge a work of art by knowing the circumstances in which it was born are worth little.
Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach
SO FAR, BUT SO CLOSE You're so far away, but at the same time so close... You're far away... This distance that consumes me... This distance that won't let me...
Unknown
That memory that comes to us sometimes... a sudden leaf that falls, opening in memory the silent flower with a thousand and one concentric petals... That memory... but of...
Mario Quintana
We must love our neighbor as if we were his wife.
Sophocletus
The past exists only in our minds the future is unrecoverable, we Humans only FEEL the present
Refycul