The measure of a man comes down to moments, spread out like dots of pain on the canvas on life. Everything you were, everything you'll someday be, resides in the small, seemingly ordinary choices of everyday life.....Each decision seems as insignificant as a left turn on an unfamiliar road when you have no destination in mind. But the decisions accumulate until you realize one day that they've made you the man that you are.

Nina knew the power of black and white images. Sometimes a thing was its truest self when the colors were stripped away.

There are always times in life that you don't fit in. But you have to go forward and make a place for yourself. That's what growing up is all about. Being strong and believing in yourself-even when you're most afraid.

Thoughts - even fears - were airy things, formless until you made them solid with your voice and once given that weight, they could crush you.

Real friends. The kind that don't purposely hurt your feelings or stop liking you for no reason.

Memories are who we are. In the end, that's all the luggage you take with you. Love and Memories are what last.

Nobody's strong enough to be a parent. We just do it, blindly, going forward on faith and love and hope. That's all it is...Being afraid...and going on.