I see you better in music, I hear you better in wind, I feel you more in a flooding moonlight, that understands nothing, but darkness and silence.

A friend is the wax that keeps the flame lit, an enemy is the wind that blows it out.

Many people are trying hard to be invincible, and most of the time they fail invisible, while few find their spotlight. But the remarkable person is one, who can be both invincible and invisible at the same time.

Way is, where way goes. As a wind that blows and the bird that soars, into the open blue, where it neither knows when do is due.

Sometimes the wind will take you, or sometimes the wind will carry you.

We are just wind on this earth, wind breathing in air.