At the age of 15 a teacher had asked me what I wanted to do for a career and without knowing why or even how I replied that I wanted to be a poet.
By recollecting the pleasures I have had formerly I renew them I enjoy them a second time while I laugh at the remembrance of troubles now past and which I no longer feel.
I have always loved truth so passionately that I have often resorted to lying...
My success and my misfortunes the bright and the dark days I have gone...
In the mean time I worship God laying every wrong action under an interdict...
Sometimes to heal, you must first get hurt.
I can’t afford to hate anyone. I don’t have that kind of...
And instead of getting a pepper-and-salt effect, we find very clear and...
