The Universe is an unsettlingly big place, a fact which for the sake of a quiet life most people tend to ignore. Many would happily move to somewhere rather smaller of their own devising, and this is what most beings in fact do.

A perfect man can have a broken heart but a broken heart can not make a perfect man .

Why were we put here, so inclined to love, when end of our story = death? That harsh. That cruel. Do not like.

One day, Buckley came home from the second grade with a story he’d written: “Once upon a time there was a kid named Billy. He liked to explore. He saw a hole and went inside but he never came out. The End.

Written By Alice Sebold

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