“Ive reached the vanishing point without you.Here my heartache begins with your paintrying to find an unborn startin this fatal disappearanceFrom the poem Me with the Vanishing Point”

“Every morningbefore the birds starttrilling me their stories,I give birth to a new lovethrough my same old heartwhen a lakes placidityfinds life in the swans breathOnly for you...From the poem 'Onl...”

“Night after night on starry wingsNight lovers soared so highMiles apart, across the oceansTheir love forgot to sighIn heavenly flights timelessnessThat highest height treasuredInto the deepest of a...”

“I left smiles on your wordless lipsThe night roads- dismal and narrow,dreams path remains shadowy wideas our lone hearts felt that arrowFrom the Poem 'My Tomorrow”

“At first I did not love you, Jude; that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some women's morals a...”

“What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.”

“Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.”

“But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem:they might point to the catkins hangingfrom the empty hazel trees, or direct us to the raindescending on black earth in early spring. ...”

“Life is but a dream for the dead.”

“Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living.”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”