W o l l e e b e e

There is not past, no future; everything flows in an eternal present.

And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.

When I believe in something, I fight like hell for it.

I always wonder why birds choose to stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth, then I ask myself the same question.

I want the part of you that you refuse to give.