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The most important task of a reader is to disown their favourite writers.

The concept of "in another universe" is not only detrimental to our present state, but also becomes an idea directly proportional to the concept that the life given to us is utterly meaningless. "In another universe" has the propensity of being "any other way"- our existence rearranged in any random possibility, that is. The assumption of the innate nature of our existence to have the ability to rearrange, to be in any random form in another universe, to be as an "other" not only prove the latter random existences baseless, but also our present one.

There is no us in another universe. And if there is, there is no us here, and never had been since the dawn of time.

I fear; what if at some strange day, I would admit everything I have done, every poem I wrote was to prove the people whom I once loved that I still love them.

If I could, I would rank every person according to how much they can laugh that golden laughter, the loud insane laughter, the laughter of pure joy, the laughter a man laughs at the peak of a mountain, and forgets the world, and even forgets his existence in that laughter.

There is no true love for those who cannot love their enemies. The first step to announce, "I'm a lover" is to love unconditionally those who hate you, then love those who persecute you, then love those who love you, and finally, love all mankind.

The world is selfish only to those who fail to love unconditionally.

The grass grow wild. They must grow wild

But the main question a philosopher should ask themselves should be: "have people lived the way I did, or do people know that they can live the way I do?"

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As an author, I never really wanted to create great characters. I never wanted my works to be remembered through the characters. I wanted them to be simple individuals you pass every day. They are not necessarily relateable (by one reader) but they are not fictional.

Nobody clapped when I made a house of cards in class. Some tried to destroy it too, but everybody clapped and cheered when it fell apart.

I would rather sleep.

Most of our problems arises by thinking too much about doing a thing and then thinking too much of not doing it

The truth is I am not a poet. I'm just lonely and cannot keep my thoughts all to myself

Sometimes, wisdom is setting limits to knowledge

I suffer because I want to be remembered knowing well that no one will remember me

The truth is, most of my loneliness arose from the reminder that I never got a chance to say a proper goodbye to anyone and everyone I parted with--

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