sad-but-true

Nothing ever happens like you imagine it will," she says.The sky is like a monochromatic contemporary painting, drawing me in with its illusion of depth, pulling me up. "Yeah, that's true," I say. But then after I think about it for a second, I add, "But then again, if you don't imagine, nothing ever happens at all.

This here is your inheritance, says the senior partner. Yes, he says, Ludwig, I know, and stows the plan for the bathing house (5.5m long, 3.8m wide, outer wall construction: wood, roof construction: thatch), stows both the plan and the mosquito in his briefcase. On a German shelf, this mosquito, pressed flat between large quantities of paper, will outlast time and times, and one day it might even be petrified, who knows.

Love is always fake gradually it disappears

When they want to leave, they accuse you with endless flaws.

One piece of wisdom a writer quickly learns ~ typos keep you humble.

Sometimes I return back to the state of mind I had as a child when I believed nothing was impossible.

It's easier for me to forget you than for me to try and love you again

It was not curiosity that killed the goose who laid the golden egg, but an insatiable greed that devoured common sense.

Sometimes, people meant it when they smiled. Other times, they smiled because they wanted to mean it.

An emotionally locked person refuses to let go of their sad memories and live in the now.

It is unfortunate that in most cases when the sins of the father fall on the son it is because unlike God, people refuse to forgive and forget and heap past wrongs upon innocent generations.

In some neighborhoods, faces mature faster than bodies.

I__ seeing so much of America today,_ Luya kept telling Lowell in nervously accented English. It became a personal catchphrase for him _ whenever things were not to his liking, he__ say that _ I__ seeing so much of America today.

This generation seems to see children as a financial burden and responsibility to be avoided.

Perhaps there had been joy for them in finding that sugar could be made from blood.

... true evil needs no reason to exist, it simply is and feeds upon itself.

I collect my thoughts, I choose my words, Whenever I decide to talk to you.But...I feel like a dumb, without a tongue,Whenever I reach in front of you.I wonder why it happens to me?even when my feelings are genuine and true.

Don't fall for the ones who say, I am always yours. They are liars, unfortunately humans too