Distance brings sweetness. Absence tames what is near.

A painter is someone who wipes the windowpane between the world and us with light, with a rag made of light, soaked in silence.

A few stars were approaching and in their brightness I glimpsed a fragment of your vanished soul – cheerful and frivolous, unforgettable.

What love is it, then, that has no need of words to call us? In whose image are we made, to take such delight in a simple image, a square of light on a dark wall?

،درد را دوسـت نـدارم
،هـرگز هـم آن را دوســت نـخـواهـم داشـت
....ولی باید اذعـان کـنـم که آمـوزگارِ خـوبی اســت

It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it.