An idler and a sluggard are as different as a gourmand and a glutton.
Japanese food makes me feel particularly good.
Iām scared of the future. Iām scared of the past. Iām nervous at the moment.
Our lives are not our own. We are bound to others, past and present, and by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.
How could I know a famished heart will eat its mind? Can kill its body?
My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?