Juan Ramon Jimenez

I do not cut my life up into days but my days into lives, each day, each hour, an entire life.

If they give you ruled paper, write the other way.

I am not I. I am this one walking beside me whom I do not see, whom at times I manage to visit, and whom at other times I forget; who remains calm and silent while I talk, and forgives, gently, when I hate, who walks where I am not, who will remain standing when I die.