Her smile, I'm sure, burnt Rome to the ground.

Losing the possibility of something is the exact same thing as losing hope and without hope nothing can survive.

Little solace comes to those who grieve when thoughts keep drifting as walls keep shifting and this great blue world of ours seems a house of leaves moments before the wind.

Beautiful women are always drawn to men they think will keep them beautiful.

Make no mistake, those who write long books have nothing to say. Of course those who write short books have even less to say.

I must read. I must read. I must read.

And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love. There is only silence.