Thoughts that pass through the mind. A sudden flash, a way of seeing the world. A desire to share.
“Writing is my remedy
against the impermanence
of things.”
Boredom opens doors that we thought were closed. I love that moment when an unexpected future takes shape before our eyes, leaving us astonished by the unforeseen.
In the mountains, only airplanes remind us that modernity is never far away.
My mind is never clearer than when I silently contemplate the wonders of nature; then my whole being bows before the beauty of the world.
Paradise, for me, is earthly: a bivouac with my partner and children, beside a cool lake, surrounded by lush mountains.
When a child comes into the world, they arrive with a time bomb, capable of blowing up an entire day. Being aware of this allows us to welcome them with greater gentleness.
Nuance and radicalism protect each other from death; cherishing them together brings balance.
