Life is fleeting. Don't waste a single moment of your precious life. Wake up now! And now! And now!

No matter how much bullying they inflict on my body, as long as I have this hope, I can endure any pain.

The past is weird. I mean, does it really exist ? It feels like it exists, but where is it ? And if it did exists, but doesn’t now, then where did it go ?

The important thing was that we were being polite and not saying all the things that were making us unhappy, which was the only way we knew how to love each other.

Am I crazy?" she asked. "I feel like I am sometimes." "Maybe," he said, rubbing her forehead. "But don't worry about it. You need to be a little bit crazy. Crazy is the price you pay for having an imagination. It's your superpower. Tapping into the dream. It's a good thing not a bad thing.

And if you decide not to read anymore, hey, no problem, because you're not the one I was waiting for anyway. But if you decide to read on, then guess what? You're my kind of time being and together we'll make magic!

Life is evanescent, but left to itself it rarely fails to offer some consolation.