Situated in some nebulous distance I do what I do so that the ...

Situated in some nebulous distance I do what I do so that the universal balance of which I am a part may remain a balance.

What do others think they see?

Night is a world lit by itself.

My bits of time play with eternity.

My heaviness comes from the heights.

The confession of one man humbles all.

The shadows: some hide, others reveal.

Beyond my body my veins are invisible.

Before I traveled my road I was my road.

Certainties are arrived at only on foot.

My poverty is not complete: it lacks me.

We become aware of the void as we fill it.

The fear of separation is all that unites.

He who tells the truth says almost nothing.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

A large heart can be filled with very little.

More grievous than tears is the sight of them.

No one is a light unto himself, not even the sun.

The dream which is not fed with dream disappears.

When everything is finished, the mornings are sad.

Sometimes at night I light a lamp so as not to see.

Nothing is not only nothing. It is also our prison.

What we pay for with our lives never costs too much.

I have scarcely touched the sky and I am made of it.

I can wait for you longer. Because you have arrived.

He who does not know how to believe, should not know.

I stop wanting what I am looking for, looking for it.

Truth has very few friends and those few are suicides.

I love you as you are, but do not tell me how that is.

Everything is a little bit of darkness, even the light.

A hundred men together are the hundredth part of a man.

Man goes nowhere, everything comes to man like tomorrow.

A little candor never leaves me. It is what protects me.

Would there be this eternal seeking if the found existed?

We tear life out of life to use it for looking at itself.

Some things become such a part of us that we forget them.

Not believing has a sickness which is believing a little.

When I die, I will not see myself die, for the first time.

You can owe nothing, if you give back its light to the sun.

He who does not fill his world with phantoms remains alone.

They will say you are on the wrong road, if it is your own.

Following straight lines shortens distances, and also life.

Even the smallest of creatures carries the sun in its eyes.

Not using faults does not mean that one does not have them.

I am chained to the earth to pay for the freedom of my eyes.

When I look for my existence I do not look for it in myself.

Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.

Every time I wake, I understand how easy it is to be nothing.

You are sad because they abandon you and you have not fallen.

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