We are not defined by our things. It´s not the clothes that we wear, the cars that we drive, the art we acquire- It´s not where we live- but how we live that defines us. It´s our actions that are remembered long after we are gone.

Your heart always knows what's important. It always knows how to guide you. It's pure, and trustworthy--though it will never shout to be heard. it will never speak above a whisper. But if you learn how to heed it, how to hear it, you will never feel lost in the world.

But I've strayed so far from normal now, I'll never find my way back. And the truth is, I no longer want to.

Four hundred years of losing out on the girl of my dreams isn't sitting very well with me these days.

What we think about, what we concentrate on, will always, always, be reflected on the outside.

What a tangle love is.

Gone surfing. Be back soon. -D