Even in the most wretched life, there’s hope.

I always thought the purpose of time was to move forward, not backward.

I wonder if our names determine our destiny, or if destiny leads us to choose certain names.

I understand that you are still grieving. But we will always be grieving.

You can't change the desert. You can only take the fastest course through it. Wishing it's an oasis won't make it so.

My love is unique an none can rival her. Just by passing, she has already stolen away my heart.

But that's how the heart is. Stubborn and foolish.