One question always leads to another question. Some things are better to wonder about.

Sleep is not on good terms with broken hearts. It will have nothing to do with them.

I can only give you some hints. You have to place him in a situation where your advantages are magnified.

I went to work at the library. I know that sounds crazy but I didn't know where else to go. Besides, at the library I was constantly surrounded by people. And I loved my job, surrounded by so many books, so many lives, so much of the past.

That is the mysterious thing about tragedy- it often strikes at the happiest moment.

Don't simply knock and wait for the door to be opened. Go look for the keys. Some fit the lock better than others.

Darkness approaches from outside. I feel no light inside me strong enough to resist it.