A Little Candor Never Leaves Me. It

The Real "it Is Well" Is Something I Say From The Ground, Having Fallen.

You Are Fastened To Them And Cannot Understand How, Because They Are Not Fastened To You.

He Who Does Not Know How To Believe, Should Not Know.

You Can Owe Nothing, If You Give Back Its Light To The Sun.

There Are Sufferings That Have Lost Their Memory And Do Not Remember Why They Are Suffering.