The pain passes, but the beauty remains
Your dreams are the whispers of your soul, urging you to unleash your full potential.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give
I am a cage, in search of a bird.
The pain passes, but the beauty remains
Your dreams are the whispers of your soul, urging you to unleash your full potential.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.
Literature is a luxury; fiction is a necessity.
We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give
I am a cage, in search of a bird.