Hope Likes Justification, But Can

Many Attempt To Harvest What Was Never Planted.

The Unhappy Are Prisoners Of A Single Round Of Thought.

Everyone Knows That (1) Happiness Is The Goal Of Life, And (2) Happiness Is A Chimera.

When Love Ends, The Beloved Is No Longer Standing On A Pedestal, But In A Hole.

I Keep Renaming My Motives, But Continue Doing The Same Things.