There Is An Infinite Amount Of Hope

Martyrs Do Not Underrate The Body, They Allow It To Be Elevated On The Cross. In This They Are At One With Their Antagonists.

Writing Is A Sweet, Wonderful Reward.

We Need The Books That Affect Us Like A Disaster, That Grieve Us Deeply, Like The Death Of Someone We Loved More Than Ourselves, Like Being Banished Into Forests Far From Everyone, Like A Suicide. A Book Must Be The Axe For The Frozen Sea Inside Us.

The Limited Circle Is Pure.

What If I Slept A Little More And Forgot About All This Nonsense.