Publishing Is In A Kind Of Jurassic

A Writer Always Wears Glasses And Never Combs His Hair. Half The Time He Feels Angry About Everything And The Other Half Depressed. He Spends Most Of His Life In Bars, Arguing With Other Dishevelled, Bespectacled Writers. He Says Very 'deep' Things. He Always Has Amazing Ideas For The Plot Of His Next Novel, And Hates The One He Has Just Published.

Why Do So Many People Chose To Spend Their Whole Life Destroying Paths They Didn't Even Want To Follow, Instead Of Following The One Path That Would Lead Them Somewhere.

Everyone Knows How To Love Because We Are All Born With That Gift.

A Fall From The Third Floor Hurts As Much As A Fall From The Hundredth. If I Have To Fall, May It Be From A High Place.

But How To Explain Suffering Because Of A Man? It's Not Explainable. With That Kind Of Suffering, A Person Feels As If They're In Hell, Because There Is No Nobility, No Greatness - Only Misery.