Now My Belly Is As Noble As

For Me, Religiosity Is ... The Constant Remembrance Of The Presence Of The Soul.

Love Beauty It Is The Shadow Of God On The Universe

My Grief And My Smile Begin In Your Face, My Son.

I Have A Faithful Joy And A Joy That Is Lost. One Is Like A Rose, The Other, A Thorn. The One That Was Stolen I Have Not Lost.

I Have All That I Lost And I Go Carrying My Childhood Like A Favorite Flower That Perfumes My Hand.