So just because I gave the right name to a bit of colored cloth you conclude that I’m not mad.

“What we see is not always what exists.”

“A rose dreams of enjoying the company of bees, but none appears. The sun asks:“…”

“Si lo que tú has encontrado está formado por materia pura, jamás se pudrirá. Y …”

“My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer.”