In failure, you begin to lose friends. In success, you lose most of them.
Now that we are born, let us live in a trance.
If tonight is my last, I would run towards the sea, wildly swim the tides, the jump up the hills, flounder the cliffs and take all big strides, for I am a wanderer, awed by nature's charm who would lo...
A writer observes you far sharply than others and therefore you find your traits in a book.