A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places. |
For those who know the value of and exquisite taste of solitary freedom (for one is only free when alone), the act of leaving is the bravest and most beautiful of all. |
I am full of the sorrow that goes with changes in surroundings, those successive stages of annihilation that slowly lead to the great and final void. |
I am not afraid of death, but would not want to die in some obscure or pointless way. |
One must never look for happiness: one meets it by the way |
The farther behind I leave the past, the closer I am to forging my own character |