Every Soul Is A Melody Which Needs

In Reading, A Lonely Quiet Concert Is Given To Our Minds; All Our Mental Faculties Will Be Present In This Symphonic Exaltation.

Paintings Are Painted With Paint, Not With Ideas.

It Is The Job Of Poetry To Clean Up Our Word-clogged Reality By Creating Silences Around Things.

Dreams Have As Much Influences As Actions.

Everything That Is Sacred And That Wishes To Remain So Must Envelop Itself In Mystery.