There can be no forced inspiration.
Faith is a question of eyesight; even the blind can see that.
In the lie of truth lies the truth.
I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.
Wherever there is somebody else, a war is not far away.
Either all lights are turned off or one inner light is missing.
Hope without love is hopeless.
What we call life is only talk of nature.
Holy books are an insult to a God with good intentions.
The light teaches you to convert life into a festive promenade.