In Order To Be Created, A Work

Those Who Prefer Their Principles Over Their Happiness, They Refuse To Be Happy Outside The Conditions They Seem To Have Attached To Their Happiness.

To Lose The Touch Of Flowers And Women's Hands Is The Supreme Separation.

This Very Heart Which Is Mine Will Forever Remain Indefinable To Me. Between The Certainty I Have Of My Existence And The Content I Try To Give To That Assurance, The Gap Will Never Be Filled. Forever I Shall Be A Stranger To Myself.

We Are Not Certain, We Are Never Certain.

The Four Conditions Of Happiness: Life In The Open Air, Love For Another Being,freedom From Ambition,creation