No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.

Even death has a heart.

That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.

Books say: She did this because. Life says: She did this. Books are where things are explained to you; life is where things aren't. I'm not surprised some people prefer books.

Don't part with your illusions. When they are gone you may still exist, but you have ceased to live.