Book: The black Prince. Page 2

In my favorite person of all attractive. Every turn of the head, each change of voice, a laugh, a groan or a cough, twitching of the nose - all priceless and full of meaning, as the instant a heavenly vision.

To exist as a person, you should be able to draw boundaries and to say something "no."

The unknown always seems more significant than it really is.

Praying he kneels, like Narcissus, looking into the mirror of water.

What all the fuss is about art? Thank God, and no art can live.

To cause such hatred, you have a lot of love.

That one day is separated from the other, is likely one of the most remarkable features of life on our planet. This can be seen as true compassion. We are not doomed to a continuous climbing perfection - a little respite constantly allow us to enjoy and relax themselves.

The bathroom in my apartment was one of those where, as many as lick, it is still disgusting to go.

... for most of us the gap between "Oh, I dream about the future" and "Oh, it's late, it's gone" is so infinitely small that it is impossible to squeeze.

The human ability to forget is truly limitless.

Only art explains itself, it can't be explained. The art we made for each other, and this connection is suppressed, repressed human life.

All we're missing something, imagining that I'll have time to go back to that...

Notably, what enormous obstacles stand in the way of intimacy between people and how they fall apart from one the lightest touch. Enough to take another person's hand in a certain way, even just some way to look him in the eye, and the world around you will forever be transformed.

Astrology revealed, undoubtedly, in love. Only a huge star house is quite extensive and durable to accommodate, to nurture and protect such an eternal concept of love.