Fatality Makes Us Invisible.

Wisdom Comes To Us When It Can No Longer Do Any Good.

We'll Grow Old Waiting.

The Rain Would Not Have Bothered Fernanda, After All, Her Whole Life Had Been Spent As If It Were Raining.

A Falcon Who Chases A Warlike Crane Can Only Hope For A Life Of Pain.

They Looked Like Two Children," She Told Me. And That Thought Frightened Her, Because She'd Always Felt That Only Children Are Capable Of Everything.