It felt amazing. Flying without a parachute. Free-diving. Spiralling. Losing my senses. Free as a bird, soaring on the wind. Yeah I jumped. Yeah it was the dumbest thing I’ve done in my life. But it was also the best.
I am not talking about the person you would die for. I am talking about to the person you would live for.
What really knocks me out is a book that, when you're all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn't happen much, though. — J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye