“The circus collects the outsiders like a flame tempts moths.”

“The circus had been unlike anything I could ever imagine and I could not walk away. I wanted to be a part of the magic, create it and wield it with such skill that it looked effortless. I wanted to fly.”

“Love? Love is like holding water in your hands. You might have it for a time, but it escapes, leaving you with nothing.”

“They say love and hate are closely tied, that they can turn at a moment’s notice.”

“Precious things lost are transmutable. They refuse oblivion. They simply wait to be rendered into testimonies, into stories and songs.”

“Biết sống là biết hạnh phúc.”

“Please stop stalking my profile.”