I opened my mouth, then shut it, then, very slowly, I held my hands up in front of me.
I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
People everywhere confuse what they read in newspapers with news.
Facts are the enemy of truth.
There's so much pollution in the air now that if it weren't for our lungs there'd be no place to put it all.
I've never quite believed that one chance is all I get.
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars.