"Perhaps I’ll leave this place. I’ve far horizons to explore. The world is wider than my feeble vision, and echoes can not see. I feel a calling to depart from the commonplace and usual. My perception has been dulled by repetition. And so I’ll leave, take up my hopes, and travel far, to that waiting destination until existence again bores me. Then I’ll leave once more.."
“I think perhaps love comes from finding someone you feel utterly comfortable with, someone who makes you comfortable with yourself. It’s like finding yourself, or maybe it’s like finding the other part of yourself.”
