I’m me, and at the same time not me. That’s what it felt like. A very still, quiet feeling.

Loving another person is a wonderful thing, and if that love is sincere, no one ends up tossed into a labyrinth. You have to have more faith in yourself.

I contented myself with whiskey, for medicinal purposes. It helped numb my various aches and pains. Not that the alcohol actually reduced the pain; it just gave the pain a life of its own, apart from mine.

Don't feel sorry for yourself. Only arseholes do that.

So this was how secrets got started, I thought to myself. People constructed them little by little.

What happens when people open their hearts?"... "They get better.

Have your dream...What you need now more than anything is discipline. Cast off mere words. Words turn into stone. (from Thailand)