Music’s a wood you walk through.
Often I think boys don’t become men. Boys just get papier-mâchéd inside a man’s mask. Sometimes you can tell the boy is still in there.
What is any ocean but a multitude of drops?
I still haven't quite got used to eating live fish.
How could I know a famished heart will eat its mind? Can kill its body?
So winners, Hae-Joo proposed, are the real losers because they learn nothing? What, then, are losers? Winners?