This Soup Tastes Like Windows

A Person Does Not Belong To A Place Until There Is Someone Dead Under The Ground.

One Could Be Happy Not Only Without Love, But Despite It.

What Matters In Life Is Not What Happens To You But What You Remember And How You Remember It.

Wisdom Comes To Us When It Can No Longer Do Any Good.

Then The Writing Became So Fluid That I Sometimes Felt As If I Were Writing For The Sheer Pleasure Of Telling A Story, Which May Be The Human Condition That Most Resembles Levitation.