Never look back; you may only find what you left or let you go.
That was always my fear, that perhaps books would lead me astray, teaching me about a life that didn’t match reality.
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 ...
That’s what love is like: mother of the greatest bliss and stepmother of the most tragic misery.
