At what point in my struggle with nature will nature finally give up?

There is one pain, I often feel, which you will never know. It's caused by the absence of you.

For some strange reason, no matter where I go, the place is always called "here".

To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first, and call whatever you hit the target

The things I fear may all be imaginary, so what I fear most is my imagination.

What happened to you could have been worse - it could have happened to me.

There's only one thing more beautiful than a beautiful dream, and that's a beautiful reality.