Is there no way out of the mind?

Well, I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can mean to a person

I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into a large empty space, and pirouetted there, absently.

How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.

I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.

There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone.

So learn about life. Cut yourself a big slice with the silver server, a big slice of pie. Open your eyes. Let life happen.