Our love would be death. The embrace of imaginings.

“She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times …”

“Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I h…”

“Truth is something which can't be told in a few words. Those who simplify the u…”

“Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again;…”