If you look at it the other way round, that's the only reason why this world is inside of me. Maybe it's a paradox, like an image reflected to infinity in a pair of facing mirrors. I am a part of this world, and this world is a part of me.

“Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there.”

“What was I hoping to gain from this? he asked himself as he strode ahead. Was I…”

“No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sinc…”

“People need routines. It's like a theme in music. But it also restricts your th…”