We can never be late for death, nor enough for life. Yet to live is to be enough for oneself, and to be dead is not to be present. As every moment a lie is thought is a wasted moment, and what else a lie except that we are lonely, and not enough.
We can never be late for death, nor enough for life. Yet to live is to be enough for oneself, and to be dead is not to be present. As every moment a lie is thought is a wasted moment, and what else a lie except that we are lonely, and not enough.