Father Time has his way with us all. Looks like you must have pi**ed him off.
Everybody’s got a choice.
Each stilled body so certain that they were more than the sum of their urges, all the useless spinning, tired mind, collision of desire and ignorance.
Death created time to grow the things that it would kill, and you are reborn but into the same life that you’ve always been born into.
You are stranger to yourself, and yet He knows you…
This is a world where nothing is solved. Someone once told me, time is a flat circle. Everything we’ve ever done or will do, we’re gonna do over and over and over again.
She articulated a personal vision. Vision is meaning. Meaning is historical.
Rejoice. Death is not the end.
Once there was only dark. If you ask me, the light’s winning.
Life’s barely long enough to get good at one thing. So be careful what you get good at.
Kids are the only thing that matter, Maggie. They’re the only reason for this whole man-woman drama.
I don’t sleep. I just dream.
