The notion of sitting down and conjuring up, not only words in which to clothe thoughts but thoughts worthy of being clothed—the whole thing was absurdly beyond his desires.

And all I could do while I listened to this dude tell me how punk rock saved his life was think, Wow. Why did my friend waste all that time going to chemotherapy? I guess we should have just played him a bunch of shitty Black Flag records.

Sometimes you had to know. Sometimes you had to see.

أمور كثيرة في الحياة تحمل الخاتم الذي يقول : لن تشعروا بقيمتي إلا بعد فقدي .. ثم العثور علئّ بعد حين

Written By Paulo Coelho

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