To stand in front of a person who is your whole world and be told you are not enough. You are not the choice. You are a shadow to the person who is your sun.
To choose doubt as a philosophy of life is akin to choosing immobility as a means of transportation.
There are two things in life you cannot choose. The first is your enemies; the second your family. Sometimes the difference between them is hard to see, but in the end time will show you that the cards you have been dealt could always have been worse.
The terrible dilemma of our lives. Whatever happens, it is evil beyond compare. Why struggle, then? Why choose? If all alternatives are the same…
The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left.
The choice for mankind lay between freedom and happiness, and that, for the great bulk of mankind, happiness was better.
That if I had to choose between dying tomorrow or spending the rest of my life without him, I would seriously consider picking imminent death.