Love – the living testimony of living the boundlessness.

A great love is like a powerful magnetic storm. When it passes, it leaves behind large stretches of planet Human in total darkness.

The loved one is all that, by being missed, completes us. Alone, everyone's essence lacks it.

In time we learn that the ones that loved us sincerely have died or are too far away anyway.

People – most of – live in a sort of conformity, a “that's the way it is”. You have to break, many times you have to, away from that murky fog, to grab life by its reins, by its rudder, to bring it into light...

Life – a book that we are not allowed to read before living, but only to anticipate what is written one, three, maybe ten pages from now...