Real is overratedNo way in my life is that the gistI'd be everything I am notIf I were a fictionist

I can't remember the poemThat pierced through my heartIt was the saddest I heardOf all truths ever spokenIt left a scar in meA wound that doesn't healBut the words are forgottenSo is a big part of me

I read for pleasureIn search of fictional worldsTo enrich my truths

Words are music to the ears, alone or together, with or without melody.

And because the world is too big and time is too short and you only have one life to live, read!

Blank pages are cruelPure torture in white or beigeBut how else to start

But the sun will rise the day after tomorrowA millennium without us silences our last echoTo tiny fragments even our plastics are reducedIn Eden Reincarnate all life but ours is renewed

I exaggerateThere is a lie in my truthLook! My soul is blue

I crouch in cornersThe infection is widespreadLove epidemic

Does my soul sufferWhen my body breaks downWhen I feel mortalWhen my body is weakDoes the soul rejoiceThe end is near

No music in the raindropsNo clouds with silver liningTorrents of sorrowsHorror in streams

Life isn't a book. There's no guarantee of a happy ending.

It takes a moment to love and be loved. Hours spent judging are a waste.

Don't waste Money, Time or Mental Energy.

When it's pouring rain and you're bowling along through the wet, there's satisfaction in knowing you're out there and the others aren't.

Vanity metrics are the numbers you want to publish on TechCrunch to make your competitors feel bad.

Is there any stab as deep as wondering where and how much you failed those you loved.

I know how hard it is for you to put food on your family.

Modern medical advances have helped millions of people live longer, healthier lives. We owe these improvements to decades of investment in medical research

I specialize in what the French call la petite histoire. I am interested in the individual thumbprint.

It's always painful when you're writing memoirs because you've got to go through the dark places, but it gives you a chance to find out the person you really are, not the person you thought you were.