If Those Whom We Begin To Love

I Had The Whole Sky In My Eyes And It Was Blue And Gold.

Thinking Is Learning All Over Again How To See, Directing One's Consciousness, Making Of Every Image A Privileged Place.

A Liking For Truth At Any Cost Is A Passion That Spares Nothing And That Nothing Resists. It's A Vice, At Times A Comfort, Or A Selfishness.

That's The Way Man Is, Cher Monsieur. He Has Two Faces: He Can't Love Without Self-love.

Life Is A Story And God Is Author.life Is Absurd.i Think So.