In other words, I tasted a different drug. A drug called progress.
Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting PoetWe travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 7: 1966-1974We are all hypocrites. We cannot see ourselves or judge ourselves the way we see and judge others.
Battles in the Desert & Other StoriesLife is one fool thing after another whereas love is two fool things after each other.
The Happy Prince and Other TalesIt's why you need other fingers, other tongues. Only other people can make you feel real.
The Shining Girls