Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.

Where every day doesn't start with an alarm clock and end with the television.

The girl's lover was gone, but his shadow was still there.

I am the cause of all my upsets. I am my worst enemy.

Love and life belongs to great risk.

May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect.

There are a lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love.