people are not separate from their stories .people and living by any style gives birth of stories
lity munshiTruth never comes into the world but like a bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her birth.
John MiltonSince the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Jean CocteauThe day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.
Jean Cocteau