All who are born are always dying.

Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do somehing else. Something hurts you, yet you know it shouldn't. You take certain things for granted, even when you know you should never take anything for granted.

Fear is how you lose your life...a little bit at a time...What we give to fear, we take away from...faith.

You can't get stuck on what should have happened. That doesn't help you.

But a desperate heart will seduce the mind.

But man invents nothing God did not create first.

I believe he died this way on purpose. I believe he wanted no chilling moments, no one to witness his last breath and be haunted by it, the way he had been haunted by his mother's death-notice telegram or by his father's corpse in the city morgue.