Some people can work their butts off and never get what they're aiming for while others can get it without any effort at all.

Some things are forgotten, some things disappear, some things die.

Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it's time for them to be hurt.

The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs.

If you think about it, an unfair society is a society that makes it possible for you to exploit your abilities to the limit.

Where I went in my travels, it's impossible for me to recall. I remember the sights and sounds and smells clearly enough, but the names of the towns are gone, as well as any sense of the order in which I traveled from place to place.

I'm not sure if I could tell the difference—between just staring into space and thinking. We're usually thinking all the time, aren't we? Not that we live in order to think, but the opposite isn't true either—that we think in order to live. I believe, contrary to Descartes, that we sometimes think in order not to be. Staring into space might unintentionally have the opposite effect.