My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause to enjoy my suffering, prolonging my ignorance. “Viktor, what?

How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable?

Tragic tales rarely do make sense.

We ran on the fuel of youth and hormones and ignorant arrogance, imagining we had the whole world and the workings thereof figured out.

In my society, even the right things are wrong.

Hubris calls for nemesis, and in one form or another it's going to get it, not as a punishment from outside but as the completion of a pattern already started.

We all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery.

It's a different kind of economic recovery. The kind where bankers steal trillions and you don't have a job.

If we can refrain from harming others in our actions & words, we can start to give serious attention to actively doing good.

So shines a good deed... in a weary world.

Ladies there is no neutral position for us to assume.

Everything is made of light

Seek above all for a game worth playing. Play as if your life and sanity depend on it, because they do!

It is contrary to the will of God to eat delicate food hastily.