Sometimes we meet people and are so symbiotic with them, it’s as if we are one person, with one mind, one destiny

A bookstore is one of the many pieces of evidence we have that people are still thinking.

For if we’re destroyed, the knowledge is dead…We’re nothing more than dust jackets for books…so many pages to a person…

She loves him sobut he didn’t stay.The wind can’t blowthis storm away.