" Sometimes the path that leads to finding your very own self leads across the heart of another person. And when the time has come, you have to let him go, because some people are your preterite.

Don't indulge yourself in reminiscences of the past. There's always a reason why things happen the way they do. And if something old is dying, something new will be born.

The present is the only thing that matters. It's the only thing that really exists.
The past shouldn't be a part of it. It belongs to us, as all the things that we have experienced, suffered, learned, but it should never affect our present.

The only thing we can form is what is present. And this present is the most valuable property we own.
And we must make use of this present. We must cherish it.

And I fill my present with dreams of fairytale castles and walks in the sun that is getting warmer on every new day.
I fill it with dreams of glances onto the lavish splendour of rose-coloured spring and summer blossoms, of new poetry and new songs, of melodies in my heart and kindred souls, of new colours on my skin and flights through strange yet familiar worlds and the ever anew and ever perpetuating abundance and magic of life.

Because the tragedy in life is never tragic as a whole. It grants us the chance to be more than what we have been before. "

― , Within the event horizon: poetry prose