There Is No Sun Without Shadow, And

It Is Always Easy To Be Logical. It Is Almost Impossible To Be Logical To The Bitter End.

And For All His Life It Would Be Kindness And Love That Made Him Cry, Never Pain Or Persecution, Which On The Contrary Only Reinforced His Spirit And His Resolution.

It's Not Your Pictures I Like; It's Your Painting.

Yes, I Know What Passion Would Fill Me With All Its Power. Before, I Was Too Young. I Got In The Way. Now I Know That Acting And Loving And Suffering Is Living, Of Course, But It’s Only Living Insofar As You Can Be Transparent And Accept Your Fate, Like The Unique Reflection Of A Rainbow Of Joys And Passions Which Is The Same For Everyone.

There Is A Terrible Emptiness In Me, An Indifference That Hurts.