The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink. - T.S. Eliot

"This is the way the world endsNot with a bang but a whimper."

"Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge?Where is the knowledge we have lost in infomation?"

"We had the experience but missed the meaning. And approach to the meaning restores the experience in a different form."

"Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough."

"Anxiety is the handmaiden of creativity"