poetry-quotes

Will the day tell its secret Before it disappears, Becomes timeless night.

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

Mathematics doesn__ care about those beyond the numbers.

He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love.

There are no clear borders, Only merging invisible to the sight.

Without nothing, everything would be nothing.

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

In the end, the world returns to a grain.

And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.

They will smile, as they always do when they plan a major attack late in the night.

If emptiness is endless, then everything rests in emptiness.

From what you didn__ say, lies that you did say.

Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.

Instead of imitating me, you simply loiter.

There is a pledge of the big and of the small in the infinite.

Nothing reminds us of an awakening more than rain.

If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?

When I want to be reminded of stupidity, especially my own, I turn on the TV.