Even castles in the sky can do with a fresh coat of paint.
Certain kinds of knowledge rob people of their sleep.
That's what we all do: endlessly take the long way around.
I always feel like I'm struggling to become someone else. Like I'm trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I guess it's part of growing up; it's also an attempt to reinvent myself.
I'm an average person. Is just that I like reading.
It takes years to build up, it takes moments to destroy.