Never look back; you may only find what you left or let you go.

The present is in the past and that's where it Belongs, So move the fuck on

Sometimes, I think one should only live in the present. The past is only a heavy burden to carry with you. And yet… it’s so hard to let them go… to forget… to move ahead…

No secret can remain hidden for ever. Silently and patiently, it waits in the dark. It lets you build your life, carefully stacking the bricks one by one, and then it appears. It deals its blow and everything crumbles. That’s why it remains intact and incorruptible in time, waiting for its ultimate destiny to be revealed.

Literature is the real life of imaginary people.

That was always my fear, that perhaps books would lead me astray, teaching me about a life that didn’t match reality.