The Time For Miracles Has Either Passed

Strictly Speaking, We Do Not Make Decisions. Decisions Make Us.

I Believe Myself To Be The Type Of Person Who Does Not Complicate His Life. I Have Always Lived My Life Without Dramatizing Things, Whether The Good Things That Have Happened To Me Or The Bad. I Simply Live Those Moments.

Forgive Me If What Has Seemed Little To You, To Me Is All.

Words Are Like That, They Deceive, They Pile Up, It Seems They Do Not Know Where To Go, And, Suddenly, Because Of Two Or Three Or Four That Suddenly Come Out, Simple In Themselves, A Personal Pronoun, An Adverb, An Adjective, We Have The Excitement Of Seeing Them Coming Irresistibly To The Surface Through The Skin And The Eyes And Upsetting The Composure Of Our Feelings, Sometimes The Nerves That Can Not Bear It Any Longer, They Put Up With A Great Deal, They Put Up With Everything, It Was As If They Were Wearing Armor, We Might Say.

Perfect Moments, Especially When They Verge On The Sublime Have The Grave Disadvantage Of Being Very Short Lived, Which In Fact, Being Obvious, We Would Not Need To Mention Were It Not That They Have A Still Greater Disadvantage, Which Is That We Do Not Know What To Do Once They Are Over.