Exerting yourself to the fullest within your individual limits: that's the essence of running, and a metaphor for life

No matter what they wish for, no matter how far they go, people can never be anything but themselves. That's all.

The strength I'm looking for isn't the type where you win or lose. I'm not after a wall that'll repel power coming from outside. What I want us the kind of strength to be able to absorb that kind of power, to stand up to it.The strength to quietly endure things - unfairness, misfortunes, sadness, mistakes, misunderstandings.

The journey I'm taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I'm seeing is my inner self and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart.

I wonder what ants do on rainy days?

This uneasiness comes over me from time to time, and I feel as if I've somehow been pieced together from two different puzzles.

But intolerant,narrow minds with no imagination are like parasites that transform the host,change form,and continue to thrive. They're a lost cause, and I don't want anyone like that coming in here.