It didn’t rain for you, maybe, but it always rains for me. The sky shatters and rains shards of glass.

Live creatively. Create life. These are two ways to make a better world.

People believe those fairytales about falling in love at first sight at the bus, subway, or at the streets. But it doesn’t make sense how they’d laugh at the ones who fell in love at first sight through TV screens. Loving a celebrity IS a type of love. Love is fair to everyone.

Cowards, I believe, are people who are afraid to embrace what they want or need in a natural, honest way.

What's the point of beauty if it's only seen by one?

I always make sure there’s an opening in my room - an inch at the door, or maybe even at the window. My grandmother taught me that if one dies during sleep, the soul needs an exit, or it will be forever trapped in the room.

He laughed. I suddenly wanted to laugh, to laugh with him, to sit here, or maybe outside in the rain, and just laugh with him. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even smile.