I’m surrounded by people and yet I’ve never felt more alone.
“And now,” cried Max, “let the wild rumpus start!”
Where The Wild Things Are
We accept the love we think we deserve.
The Perks of Being a Wallflower
A Clear Midnight
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
Night, sleep, and the stars.
How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before beginning to improve the world.
The world is beautiful, but has a disease called man.