The Extraordinary Lies In The Path Of

I Need To Write About Love. I Need To Think And Think And Write About Love-otherwise, My Soul Won’t Survive.

Time Does Not Pass, It Merely Changes.

Somewhere You Are Holding The Person I Love," The Boy Said. "so, When I Look Out Over Your Sands, I Am Also Looking At Her. I Want To Return To Her, And I Need Your Help So That I Can Turn Myself Into The Wind.

Collective Madness Is Called Sanity.

We Must Do Jobs We Detest Because We Are Part Of An Organized Society, And If Everyone Did What They Wanted To Do, The World Would Come To A Standstill.