The night is still waiting.

There is only as much space, only as much time, Only as much desire, only as many words, Only as many pages, only as much ink To accept all of us at light-speed Hurrying into the Promised Land Of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later.

The world is always open, Waiting to be discovered.

Courage is more important than to be deceived by shallow victory waiting for a delayed defeat.

Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.