A pain stabbed my heart as it did every time I saw a girl I loved who was going the opposite direction in this too-big world.
“You Worry too much about loving people or about being loved yourself”. He said. “A man of knowledge loves. That’s all. Loves everything and everyone who wants to, but uses the controlled folly not to worry about that” (“The separated reality”, Castaneda) “Tu ti preoccupi troppo dell’amare la gente o dell’essere amato tu stesso” disse. […]