Everything in life in nonsense. it's just a question of persepctive

People only disappear when they have somewhere to go

Perhaps for that very reason, I adored her all the more, because of the eternal human stupidity of pursuing those who hurt us the most.

It's curious how easy it is to tell a piece of paper what you don't dare say to someone's face.

I decided that my existence would be one of books and silence.

I wandered off, walking through streets that seemed emptier than ever, thinking that if I didn't stop, if I kept on walking, I wouldn't notice that the world I thought I knew was no longer there.

Sometimes feeling and thinking are one and the same.