You don’t know the magnitude
Or relevance of love
Until you understand how small your perception is in relation to the whole state of existence…
My whole concept of love was geared towards one individual
Were they more deserving
Than any other being on this planet
Of my attention, compassion or care?
Has the world ever ceased to love me
Because any other individuals warranted more?
I belong to a universe so wide, so discreet, so subtle and tender, expending without fear and without laying claim to deservingness
It channels all energies indiscriminately.
Maybe I should take a page from its book.


She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.

She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.


 Neil GaimanFragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders

"I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms."

Henry David Thoreau