Don’t you think it would be wonderful to get rid of everything and everybody and just go someplace where you don’t know a soul? Sometimes I feel like doing that. I really really want to do it sometimes.
No es la persona la que elige su destino, sino el destino el que elige a la persona.
This is war. Nobody would win a war if they stopped to calculate the cost.’
‘It’s not my war.’
‘Whose war doesn’t matter. Whose money doesn’t matter either, That’s what war is.
I think certain types of processes don’t allow for any variation. If you have to be part of that process, all you can do is transform-or perhaps distort-yourself through that persistent repetition, and make that process a part of your own personality.
When he woke up the next day, the world was still there, and things were already moving forward, like the great karmic wheel of Indian mythology that kills every living thing in its path.
The mask possesses equal levels of sorcery and functionality. It has been both handed down from ancient times with darkness and sent back from the future with light.
I was at that age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love.
She was short, and even in a good mood she talked like she was half a step away from picking a fight.
He sometimes wondered if she had become involved with him just so that she could cry in someone’s arms. Maybe she can’t cry alone, and that’s why she needs me.
Have books ‘happened’ to you? Unless your answer to that question is ‘yes,’ I’m unsure how to talk to you