all the pages that i write, tend to fly out the window. the ones You wrote are sweeter, and bound in soft leather, and impervious to that horrible menace of time//s.

“ do not try to run away Life moves on, whether we act as cowards or heroes. Life has no other discipline to impose, if we would but realize it, than to accept life unquestioningly. Everything we shut our eyes to, everything we run away...