I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
— Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You
If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
