Tragic tales rarely do make sense.

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?

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

Thoughts can be easily expressed by words but feelings are very hard to express by words.

Things live by moving and gain strength as they go.

We can bring our spiritual practice into the streets, into our communities, when we see each realm as a temple, as a place to discover that which is sacred.

One thing about whoring: It put a chicken on the table.

I am not a fashion freak!

Comics also led a lot of young people to science fiction.

When somebody can be intimidated, I use this. Because I'm very wise person. I know how to intimidate my opponents. I know how to play tricky stuff for them.

Before I was humiliated I was like a stone that lies in deep mud, and he who is mighty came and in his compassion raised me up and exalted me very high and placed me on the top of the wall.

I didn't have many ups and downs, and I just tried to par every hole.