Andrew Long

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“We cannot reason ourselves out of our basic irrationality. All we can do is learn the art of being irrational in a reasonable way.”
― Aldous Huxley, Island

“Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.”
― George Orwell, 1984

“I am not an intellectual, I write with my body. And what I write is a moist fog.”
― Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star