To keep the air fresh among words is the secret of verbal cleanliness.

Possible impossibility emerges From an impossible possibility, Or possibly, impossible possibility Blooms from the impossibly possible impossibility.

I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.

Into the day as by dream I swim To the music of nourished meaning.

We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.

You are hurrying to the sweet place, To the nonsense chasing your spirit And in the nonsense you look for answers.

It is futile to spend time telling stories about the fleetness of each day.

Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces and their soft messages, and listen for the silent message of a highly decorated gift.

Strangers are endearing because you don’t know them yet.

Do not look too far for you will see nothing.

The universe is God’s son.

For a game, you don’t need a teacher.

To write good poems is the secret of brevity.

Nothing is inanimate; what is the rest is our interpretation.

From one bell all the bells toll.

Although personal calling I sense,Who am I? even if I am, I don’t know.

To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.

Tell me something only you know and make a new friend.

Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.

How does one say something new and not retell?

Everything that looks too perfect is too perfect to be perfect.

We love the imperfect shapes in nature and in the works of art, look for an intentional error as a sign of the golden key and sincerity found in true mastery.

Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat.

The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.

If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.

When there is noise and crowds, there is trouble; When everything is silent and perfect, There is just perfection and nothing To fill the air.

Without space, there is no time.

Your head is a lit chamber.

The world is a fairy tale; we are its guardians.

God is a cloud from which rain fell.

It is beautiful to talk about beautiful things and even more beautiful to silently gaze at them.

My mathematics is simple: one plus one = one.

From everything, nothing looks to nothing.

Without nothing, everything would be nothing.

To dream on occasion is not dreaming, To love on occasion is not love.

We measure everything by ourselves with almost a necessary conceit.

Everybody talks, but there is no conversation.

It is not possible to express the most precious insights, To see all that craves to be seen, To visit even the closest neighbors in the universe, To learn all that needs to be learned,...

To hide feelings when you are near crying is the secret of dignity.

If we were to understand how important it is to say something and say it well, maybe we wouldn’t write a single word, but that would be tragic.

Pose your questions to people and you will get countless useless answers.

Neither alive nor dead; No one lets up, No one wins.

I visited many places, Some of them quite Exotic and far away, But I always returned to myself.

Why poetry, you ask? Because of life, I answer.

There are many secrets; don’t try to resolve them all.

This dwarf still observes the world from his own self-imposed height.

After Homer and Dante, is a whole century of creating worth one Shakespeare?

Color is the overpowering of black; white – the final victory over black.

Sound unbound by nature becomes bounded by art.

Every man needs his Siren To check his courage and strength When he hears her song In his travels through the unknown.