You're mistaking love for perfection, I said. Real love when it's there? It's just
She was always demanding of herself, Do I dare? Do I dare disturb the universe?
I actually felt awed by the remote possibilities of the person liked ever liking you back a corresponding amount.
Books give us new lives, loves, and the feeling we aren't alone.
Always live your life with your biography in mind.
We swear we see each other, but all we are ever able to make out is a tiny porthole view of an ocean. We think we remember the past, but our memories are as fantastic and flimsy as dreams. It's so eas...