My teeth became sour as I listened to his story. It was then that I understood why he was quiet all the time.

We must live in the radiance of tomorrow, as our ancestors have suggested in their tales. For what is yet to come tomorrow has possibilities, and we must think of it, the simplest glimpse of that possibility of goodness. That will be our strength. That has always been our strength.

This days one must be careful to avoid awakening the pain of another.

We all find joy and radiance and a reason to move on even in the most dire of circumstances. Even in chaos and madness, theres still a beauty that comes from just the vibrancy of another human spirit.

How many more times do we have to come to terms with death before we find safety?

I was still hesitant to let myself let go, because I still believed in the fragility of happiness.

We must strive to be like the moon