An exaggeration is a truth that has lost its temper.
But you who walk facing the sun, what images drawn on the earth can hold you?
I am the infinite sea, and all worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore.
Would that you were here to lend wings to my voice and turn my muttering into songs. Yet I shall read knowing that among the strangers an invisible friend is listening and smiling sweetly and tenderly.
I abstain from the people who consider insolence bravery and tenderness cowardice. And I abstain from those who consider chatter wisdom and silence ignorance.
Look at the Darkness, giving birth to the Sun.