I Cannot Live Without Reading.

And When Someone Else Speaks Your Name You Feel Pleased. You Feel Wanted. You Feel There. Alive. Even If They're Saying Your Name With Dislike, At Least You Know You're You, That You Exist.

However Much You Love Somebody, You Should Always Keep A Part Of Yourself To Yourself. Never Give It All. You Can Never Be Yourself Otherwise.

All The Time I Think I Can Never Love You More Than I Already Do. And Then You Do Something Or Say Something, And I Love You More Than Ever. Like Just Now. Like Now. How Is It Possible? Can You Love Someone More And More And At The Same Time, All The Time, Love Them As Much As It's Possible To Love Someone?

Self Pity Is A Disease Which Does Not Kill But Corrodes.

A Joy That Hurts With Sadness A Sadness That Is Pleasurable A Pleasure Full Of Terror A Terror That Excites An Excitement That Calms A Calmness That Frightens.