No One Understands That You Have Given

My Poverty Is Not Complete: It Lacks Me.

The Dream Which Is Not Fed With Dream Disappears.

Man Talks About Everything, And He Talks About Everything As Though The Understanding Of Everything Were All Inside Him.

I Believe That The Soul Consists Of Its Sufferings. For The Soul That Cures Its Own Sufferings Dies.

Man, When He Does Not Grieve, Hardly Exists.