Holding on to things only breaks your heart.

Each affects the other, and the other affects the next, and the world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

You're not a wave, you're a part of the ocean.

Everyone keeps talking about fixing and returning America - making America great. But yet, nobody ever seems to focus on the fact that you're not going to make any country great if you don't address its children.

To know you're going to die, and to be prepared for it at any time. That's better. That way you can actually be more involved in your life while you're living.

I'm in love with hope.

Why are we embarassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?