He Thought: How Difficult It Is To

I Don't Actually Think “true Love” Is Such A Good Term Because Love Can Only Be True. If It Isn't True It Can't Be Love.

Rooms Are A Fixed Size, Which Can't Be Altered Without Pulling Down Walls And Building New Ones. They Should Be Unchanging In Shape And Proportions. But Sometimes They Do Change Depending On Who's In Them.

Yet, Isn't It Strange, Isn't It Weird, How We Can Know That Someone Is Not Behaving In The Way We Imagine, And At The Same Time We Can Be Totally Convinced That He Is! How Clever The Human Mind Is, That It Can Accept Two Contradictory Things As 'facts.' Yes, I Know That In This Case One 'fact' Was Untrue. But The Human Mind Can Know Something Is Untrue And Still Accept It As A 'fact,' And Act On It As If It Were True.

Sometimes The Course Of Our Lives Depends On What We Do Or Don't Do In A Few Seconds, A Heartbeat, When We Either Seize The Opportunity, Or Just Miss It. Miss The Moment And You Never Get A Chance Again.

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.