I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.
I like talking to you. And I don’t like talking to anybody.
It simply isn’t an adventure worth telling if there aren’t any dragons.
Once I enjoy a person, that joy knows no bounds.
I wish I had the courage not to fight and doubt everything. I wish, just once, I could say: ‘This. This is good enough.‘
The heart is resilient, I mean literally. When a body is burned, the heart is the last organ to oxidize. While the rest of the body can catch flame like a polyester sheet on campfire, it takes hours to burn the heart to ash.
You need to keep people close. You need to give them access to your heart.