Never think there is anything impossible for the soul. It is the greatest heresy to think so. If there is sin, this is the only sin; to say that you are weak, or others are weak.
“I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.”
The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.
Don't try to be what you're not. If you're nervous, be nervous. If you're shy, be shy. It's cute.
There is no one that can share your responsibility.
Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.
Never think there is anything impossible for the soul. It is the greatest heresy to think so. If there is sin, this is the only sin; to say that you are weak, or others are weak.
“I was born when you kissed me. I died when you left me. I lived a few weeks while you loved me.”
The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.
Don't try to be what you're not. If you're nervous, be nervous. If you're shy, be shy. It's cute.
There is no one that can share your responsibility.
Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.