Regret Is The Most Tiresome Of Companions.

Maybe, If We Just Accepted Our Deaths, We Might Finally Start To Live.

The Assumption Of Time Is One Of Humanity's Greatest Follies. We Tell Ourselves That There's Always Tomorrow, When We Can No More Predict Tomorrow Than We Can The Weather. Procrastination Is The Thief Of Dreams.

I Don't Think It Is As Much A Human Foible As It Is A Human Curse That We Cannot Understand The Beauty Of A Thing Until It Is Gone.

I Suppose I Have An Active Imagination, And Writing Allows Me To Live It Out.

We Cannot Enslave Others Without Enslaving A Part Of Ourselves.