The Power of Words

I am the gap between what I am and what I am not.

Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction.

We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.

Something changes the moment you decide you’ve found a person you’re ready to reveal parts of your soul to. Something stands out and makes the moment unique. A profound multidimensional clarity resembling a piece of carefully gathered stardust; As if you are whispering “finally” and your eyes fill with light and spontaneity. As if you do not care whether your heart will melt or crumble in the process because your brief courage undoes your tremendous fear of disbelief. You live for these moments; For you are, maybe for one second or more, sweetly forced to surrender yourself to unconditional intimacy. A moment of psychological reward smashing all self-imposed disciplines founded on terror. This is all you need.

The only advice ... that one person can give another ... is to take no advice, to follow your own instincts, to use your own conclusions

I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people.

A different language is a different vision of life.

One of the greatest handicaps is to fear a mistake. You have stopped yourself. You have to move freely into the arena, not just to wait for the perfect situation, the perfect moment... If You have to make a mistake, it's better to make a mistake of action than one of inaction.

Arrange whatever pieces come your way.