You’re a man looking at the world through a keyhole. You’ve spent your whole life trying to widen it that keyhole. To see more, to know more. And now on hearing that it can be widen, in ways you can’t imagine, you reject the possibility.[to Stephen]
When life ends up breathtakingly f*****, you can generally trace it back to one big, bad decision. The one that sent you down the road to S***sburg.
God doesn’t ask if we accept this life. There is no choice. Life is forced upon you. The only choice is how you live it. Or not. That’s a choice as well.