What's the point of being a grown-up if you can't indulge the kid inside you every now and then?
All knowledge is worth having
It's funny, how one can look back on a sorrow one thought one might well die of at the time, and know that one had not yet reckoned the tenth part of true grief.
That which yields is not always weak.
Pain obliterates everything else. In pain, there is only the eternal present.
There's more to clothing than just adornment. It does more than merely change how the world perceives us. It changes how we perceive ourselves.