His Blue Eyes Were Seas Where Sorrow

When New Hopes Fail, Old Hopes Return In The Endless Cycle Of Desperation.

In The Real World As In Dreams Nothing Is Quite What It Seems. -the Book Of Counted Sorrows

I Have Learned A Great Deal From Novels. Some Of It Is Even True.

Reality Isn't What It Used To Be.

These Days, People Spent Too Much Time Striving To Understand Their Feelings - And Then Ended Up With None That Were Genuine.