Everybody has to start somewhere. You have your whole future ahead of you. Perfection doesn't happen right away.

I've always liked libraries. They're quiet and full of books and full of knowledge.

The pillow smells like the sunlight, a precious smell.

But knowing what I don’t want to do doesn’t help me figure out what I do want to do. I could do just about anything if somebody made me. But I don’t have an image of the one thing I really want to do. That’s my problem now. I can’t find the image.

Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering.

If you really want to know something, you have to be willing to pay the price.

It was a strange feeling, like touching a void.