Perhaps, someday, someone will see and understand the real shape of the world.

I'm awake, but my soul is still sleeping in your heart.

There's a heaven for everybody. Only its location is different.

In my soul, humanity is a single part, a big gentle bird whose song I use to sing every early morning in the silence of the Universe.

If I was mistaken in some way, please forgive me, but stop with this constant philosophy of forgiving and forgetting.

Be there next time happiness visits you.

Nothing else could move me more than your working thoughts exploring the infinity of understanding. This vision of you always seeking the truths of the world gives me hope that the world will be better one day. Thank you, my love.

When one half goes, the other one must always remain whole. This is one of the rules of the game.

In this profound silence of the room I hear Nature breathing; I feel the stars slipping though the dark, very tight, bounded masses of matter. The Universe is beating its life through my heart.