这寡独的黄昏，幕着雾与雨，我在我的心的孤寂里，感觉到它的叹息。

La poesía no es un lujo, es una necesidad.

Music is reflection of self. We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail.

Creativity is not a talent; it’s a way of operating.

If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate.