“A lost road will remember your footsteps because someday you may want to return, tracing the way.”

Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.

You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead grave, Just stay with the pale moon when darkness wants the night to be brave.

Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?

Take me to ‘nowhere’ when distance belongs here, there, everywhere.

Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.

When you run out of love, it’s really hard to understand whether you have lost your heart or your heart has lost you.

I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.

You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.

Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world.

Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.

If you rescue me from my pipe dreams, I’ll stop smoking fantasies.

I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.

Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.

The easiest way to be reborn is to live and feel life everyday.

A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes.

Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear.

The reason I make art is because I get to make a choice about who I am, what I do, and what I put out into the world, the footsteps I leave behind.

Summer — summer — summer! The soundless footsteps on the grass!

Last but not least my family. My brother Tony, I love you. Thank you for beating me up when I was a kid. I always wanted to follow in your footsteps.