Right now, I have no idea what I will write or if I will write again.
I'll be looking at the moon, but I'll be seeing you.
Over the years, confusing fragments, lost corners of stories, have a clearer meaning when seen in a new light, a different place.
Love is the use one makes of another.
When I read biographies, I skip the first thirty pages about the childhood because it doesn't seem interesting to me.
Most of the time in our world, truth is just opinion.