Think... Of The World You

This Is The Miracle That Happens Every Time To Those Who Really Love: The More They Give, The More They Possess.

Be Ahead Of All Farewells As If They Were Behind You, Like The Winter That Is Just Departing.

Rose, Oh Pure Contradiction, Joy Of Being No-one's Sleep Under So Many Lids.

I Would Like To Beg Of You, Dear Friend, As Well As I Can, To Have Patience With Everything That Remains Unsolved In Your Heart. Try To Love The Questions Themselves, Like Locked Rooms And Like Books Written In A Foreign Language. Do Not Now Look For The Answers. They Cannot Now Be Given To You Because You Could Not Live Them. It Is A Question Of Experiencing Everything.

I Hold This To Be The Highest Task For A Bond Between Two People: That Each Protects The Solitude Of The Other.