There Are No Mistakes. Only New Paths

I Don't Know What Frightens Me More

We Carry Oceans Inside Of Us, In Our Blood And Our Sweat. And We Are Crying The Oceans, In Our Tears.

Didier Once Told Me, In A Rambling, Midnight Dissertation, That A Dream Is The Place Where A Wish And A Fear Meet. When The Wish And The Fear Are Exactly The Same, He Said, We Call The Dream A Nightmare.

Love Is A One-way Street. Love, Like Respect Isn't Something You Get; It's Something You Give

The Best Revenge, Like The Best Sex, Is Performed Slowly, And With The Eyes Open.