It was early spring, 326 BC, in the beautiful city of Chersonesus protected by a haunting deep blue sea and a giant wall. Today was the second day of the Festival of Dionysus.

I’m still waiting for something, searching for something I cannot describe.”“It’s called true love. Most people never find it.

When your child comes home to talk about life, what could be more important?

If I believe in the wish, I must believe I can lose it.

If I Believe in the Wish, I must believe I can loose it

Even when we win, we lose, Lyss thought.

I loved him even now, as he took a knife to my throat, as I drowned in blood, as I whispered "Cousin, you were wrong. We were born to live.

It is very difficult to win. It's not in my script.

In the grip of a neurological disorder, I am fast losing control of words even as my relationship with the world has been reduced to them.

For me drawing is an attempt to understand what I feel about the world I live in.

There are some mechanisms that are so—so broken that they cannot be repaired.

Many of the men who had come to the wilderness to practice religion appeared to have forgotten its true nature.

I do, have done and always will believe that I am very capable of performing and thriving at any level of the sport.

I have the financial morals of a goldfish, I can resist everything but temptation.

There are no nudists in cold areas.