Tomorrow is another day. I've got plenty of things to worry about right now.

Tomorrow is another day. I've got plenty of things to worry about right now.

A dream is a telegram from the hidden world...Only a fool or an illiterate person ignores it.

Everytime i have turned the page he re-enters my life as awkward as postscript

they say in the old tales that when a man and woman exchange looks the way we did, their spirits mingle. their gaze is a rope of gold binding each other. even if they never meet again, they carry a little of the other with them always. they can never forget, and they can never be wholly happy again

Everyone has a story. I don't believer anyone can go through life without encountering at least one amazing thing.

Each spice has a special day to it. For turmeric it is Sunday, when light drips fat and butter-colored into the bins to be soaked up glowing, when you pray to the nine planets for love and luck.