I Need The Pain Of Loneliness To

What Was The Difference Between Love And The Agony Of Waiting? Like Love, The Agony Of Waiting Began In The Muscles And Somewhere Around The Upper Belly But Soon Spread Out To The Chest, The Thighs, And The Forehead, To Invade The Entire Body With Numbing Force.

After All, Isn't The Purpose Of The Novel, Or Of A Museum, For That Matter, To Relate Our Memories With Such Sincerity As To Transform Individual Happiness Into A Happiness All Can Share?

...every Person Has A Star, Every Star Has A Friend, And For Every Person Carrying A Star There Is Someone Else Who Reflects It, And Everyone Carries This Reflection Like A Secret Confidante In The Heart.

As Soon As I Observed Myself From Outside Myself, I Recognized And Understood That I Had A Long-standing Habit Of Keeping An Eye On Myself. That's How I Managed To Pull Myself Together, Over The Years, Checking Myself From The Outside.

For If A Lover's Face Survives Emblazoned On Your Heart, The World Is Still Your Home.