The Longer You Wait, And

When You Write A Book For Publication, You're Writing It For Other People To Read.

And What About You-the Rest Of You-did You Notice The Scars You Left Behind? No. Probably Not. Because Most Of Them Can't Be Seen With The Naked Eye.

In The End....everything Matters.

And I Walked For Hours The Mist Growing Thick And Whole The Thought Of Disappaering Like That, So Simply, Made Me So Happy

You Can Hear Rumors. But You Can't Know Them.