Every moment before this one depends on this one.
I'm so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything
What do babies dream of? She must be dreaming of the before-life, just as I dream of the afterlife.
She saw through the shell of me into the center of me
A few weeks after the worst day, I started writing lots of letters. I don't know why, but it was one of the only things that made my boots lighter.
So many people enter and leave your life! Hundreds of thousands of people! You have to keep the door open so they can come in! But it also means you have to let them go!