Our faces were no more than ten inches apart but she was lightyears away from me.

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

I'm always tripped up by the eternal who am I?

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

Please think of me like an endangered species and just observe me quietly from far away. If you try to talk to me or touch me casually, I may get intimidated and bite you. So please be careful.

We heard no other sounds. We met no other people. We saw only two bright red birds leap startled from the center of the meadow and dart into the woods.

That’s how stories happen — with a turning point, an unexpected twist. There’s only one kind of happiness, but misfortune comes in all shapes and sizes. It’s like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.