“My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.”

Something great is about to happen to me: I’m about to love somebody very much.

One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

Who knows, my God, but that the universe is not one vast sea of compassion actually, the veritable holy honey, beneath all this show of personality and cruelty?

You are the equal of the idol who has given you your inspiration.

My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.

When you start separating people from their rivers, what have you got? Bureaucracy!

I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.

I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.

Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.

While looking for the light, you may suddenly be devoured by the darkness and find the true light.

There’s wisdom in wine.

Pain or love or danger makes you real again.

Life must be rich and full of loving–it’s no good otherwise, no good at all, for anyone.

The beauty of things must be that they end.

Pretty girls make graves.

I feel guilty for being a member of the human race.

Eyes bloodshot, words insane, anxious thoughts, feelings ashamed. After all, it was the heart to be blamed.

Our only limitation is that we only believe what is visible to our eyes and audible to our ears.

But, I nearly forgot, you must close your eyes otherwise you won’t see anything.

Your gorgeous eyes were the reason to make me fall in love with you. They were deep enough to make me sink forever.

The most dangerous drug I know has brown eyes and a heartbeat.

The meaning of life has suddenly appeared in the spark of her eyes.

Let’s do crazy things; Let’s laugh so much until our eyes are filled with tears. Let’s be senseless for a while.

Her eyes are my favorite book to read.