Would we be so enamored with dystopian fiction if we lived in a culture where violent death was a major concern? It wouldn't be escapism.

and i am a boy waiting-for the heat and fruitfulness of summer,waiting to see who will walk out of those woods for me. Waiting for my lovely summer girl

I didn't know," I start truthfully, "that it was the hard way when I started on it.

But love isn't quantifiable on paper.

There are moments that you'll remember for the rest of your life and there are moments that you think you'll remember for the rest of your life, and it's not often they turn out to be the same moment.

- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.

How do you get 'feng shui' out of 'thoughtful'?