In The End, We All

Life Is Not A Sprint. It Was Never Meant To Be. It Is Just A Step Of Faith After Another.

I've Never Understood Why People Said 'in Your Own Words.' Who Else's Words Would I Use?

The Assumption Of Time Is One Of Humanity's Greatest Follies. We Tell Ourselves That There's Always Tomorrow, When We Can No More Predict Tomorrow Than We Can The Weather. Procrastination Is The Thief Of Dreams.

Sunsets, Like Childhood, Are Viewed With Wonder Not Just Because They Are Beautiful But Because They Are Fleeting.

We Carry Around In Our Heads These Pictures Of What Our Lives Are Supposed To Look Like, Painted By The Brush Of Out Intentions. It's The Great, Deep Secret Of Humanity That In The End None Of Our Lives Look The Way We Thought They Would. As Much As We Wish To Believe Otherwise, Most Of Life Is A Reaction To Circumstances.