To belong nowhere is a blessing and a curse, like any kind of freedom.
“So Sonia was not my only or even my first best friend. She was the last. It wasn t that I hadn t made friends since just that I thought myself past the age of that particular kind of friendship. Ad...”
“....and I'll know that this is what you live for - to hear someone say. "Let's go home," to hear someone you love call your name.”
“Day after day, day after day,We stuck, nor breath nor motion;As idle as a painted shipUpon a painted ocean.”
“Whats it like to live forever?Nicholas almost dropped the glass he had been holding. What?Whats it like to know you will never die?He should have known, he thought. She was a smart woman. Lonely. H...”
“Music sounds different to the one who plays it. It is the musician's curse.”
“Madness is freedom and some may only perceive its Insanity.”
“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark, singing, swigging wine, spitting, jumping, runningthat's the way to live. All alone and free in the soft sands of the b...”
“Doing what you love is freedom. Loving what you do is happiness.”