There Is Really No End To Life's

It's A Terrible Thing For A Book, When You Feel Like You're Supposed To Like It.

The Danger Would Be Going Back, Or Staying Still. The Only Way Out Was Through. The Past Was Ruins, But The Present Was Still In Play.

I Mean, When You're Tired Of Book Reviews, You're Tired Of Life.

Stop Looking For The Next Secret Door That Is Going To Lead You To Your Real Life. Stop Waiting. This Is It: There's Nothing Else.

You Don’t Learn About Yourself By Being Alone, You Learn About Yourself From Other People.