Young artists

I like writing letters by hand , and I don't know the reason yet , I'd write more about it when i do ...

I was wrong ..... Some day , someone would arrive and make you realise that you can be patient , more than you ever thought you could be .

Perhaps everyone has a different definition for "tragic" .

It's like a hollow has been created by something I thought would be fulfilling .

Funny how we're all hostages to time .

It is saddening—or angering even— that such patience for love only exists in the imagination of the great.