Reality a clock showing always now. An event which has created us to create lands of living today in the cells of… — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
Existence an illusion from which we peel shard after shard of reality. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
As truth reality contains a large amount of imagination; in some cases, of lack of imagination. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
Reality is a puzzle revealing itself one portion at a time, always where the deepest shroud falls. Wanting to piece the clues… — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
A shroud lies ahead and behind many truths. Reality is (sometimes) a glass wall no ray of light reaches. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
Each moment is nightfall not spacious enough to contain all hope that there will be morning. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
Beauty and ugliness are only possible in the light. Common sense also survives in the dark. So do crassness, ignorance, dumbness!... — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
In love, the feeling of owning your partner seems natural, but it is not. Every man is free, even in love. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
The soul carries its own intelligence, or maybe only it has intelligence. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
People are all purpose tokens, but you must remember each adds, subtracts, multiplies, divides, integrates... in its unique way. It is difficult and unfair… — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
If the woods would be too many, Nature would destroy them without asking humanoids. Lets let the Nature decide what's the best for her… — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
The world much too little time was given to me to wander a land so full of wonders. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
The harder you strive to climb the throne, the more you are afraid of falling... — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
True is the love of one who keeps his feelings when yours seam to have passed. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
Money the measure of human elevation, humiliation and animalism too. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
Picking true from false is a jewelers trade. Telling true from false is the craft of wise. — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
Arms clasped around them, the knees support my forehead and I don't know why so warm the eyes of the sky seem and so… — Mariana Fulger Copy Share Image
