,,A wise old owl sat on an oak. The more he saw the less he spoke .The less he spoke the more he heard. Why  can't we all be like t hat ...

 “She loved the sea. She liked the sharp salty smell of the air, and the vastness of the horizons bounded only by a vault of azure sky above...

,,Sometimes I sit alone under the stars and think of galaxes inside my heart,and truly wonder if anyone will ever want to make sense of all...