How can Life grant us boon of living, compensateFor dull grey ugliness and pregnant hateUnless we dareThe soul's dominion? Each time we make a choice, we payWith courage to behold the resistless day,And count it fair.

Being alone is scary, but not as scary as feeling alone in a relationship.

Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace.

Anticipation, I suppose, sometimes exceeds realization.

No borders, just horizons - only freedom.

To worry is to add another hazard.

Adventure is worthwhile in itself.