“I never loved reading until I feared I would lose it. One does not love breathing.”
“Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.”
“Until I feared I would loose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.”
“If I write something, I fear it will happen, and if I love too much, I fear I will lose that person; nevertheless, I cannot stop writing or loving...”
“The more I read the more I love to breathe life.”
“I fear being like everyone I hate, I fear failure, I fear losing control. I love balancing between chaos and control with everything I do. I always have a fear of going one way or another, getting lost in something, or losing everything to get lost in. And I fear being a completely acceptable sheep in society.”