I Can't Understand Nothingness. I Can't Understand

People Fall In Love Without Reason, Without Even Wanting To. You Can't Predict It. That's Love.

I Think People Who Share My Dreams Can Enjoy Reading My Novels. And That's A Wonderful Thing. I Said That Myths Are Like A Reservoir Of Stories, And If I Can Act As A Similar Kind Of "reservoir," Albeit A Modest One, That Would Make Me Very Happy.

Whenever I Meet People For The First Time, I Get Them To Talk For Ten Minutes. Then I Size Them Up From The Exact Opposite Perspective Of All They’ve Told Me. Do You Think That’s Crazy? “no,” I Said, Shaking My Head, “i’d Guess Your Method Works Quite Well.

It Was A Strange Feeling, Like Touching A Void.

If You Think Of Someone Enough, You’re Sure To Meet Them Again.