The Bible Is A Sanctum; The World,

There Is A Destination But No Way There; What We Refer To As Way Is Hesitation.

I’m Tired, Can’t Think Of Anything And Want Only To Lay My Face In Your Lap, Feel Your Hand On My Head And Remain Like That Through All Eternity.

I Miss You Deeply, Unfathomably, Senselessly, Terribly.

No Matter How Much You Keep Encouraging Someone Who Is Blindfolded To Stare Through The Cloth, He Still Won’t See A Thing.".

Writing Means Revealing Oneself To Excess.