Abril

“I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in my life. And I am horribly limited.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.”
― W.B. Yeats, Selected Poems and Four Plays

“Cada uno mira demasiado lo propio y olvida que hay cosas que son de todos y que hay que cuidar.”
― Miguel Delibes, El camino

“What can be explained is not poetry.”
― W.B. Yeats