What's the difference between width and depth in a two-dimensional world?
Why does an hour feel shorter when you divide it into moments?
Can we really go backwards when time by nature progresses forwardly?
Why doesn't a river smell like the ocean although all streams flow into the sea?
How come nevers and evers scare me to death although a human being is deprived of their experience anyhow?
Will story endings at some point loose their sweet appeal to me?
Why don't I mind whatever happens?
What would my ratio be worth without my emotional reasoning?
Who will ever understand that nearness can be just as close to disrespect as disdain?
How can I be so calm when a storm is raging outside?
Can I really call myself strong when I have never been weak?
Why does it make such a huge difference by whom I am understood?
How is it that my inability to plan makes you so nervous?
Who says ambition leads to achievement when laziness has written so many stories of success?
Why do I like listening to Bach's fugues but loath playing them?
How can the world be such a grand place and still be too small at times?
If you happen to find the answers in your pocket, will you do me the favour of keeping them there and ask me out to dance instead?
"Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend." ~ Albert Camus
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