In order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no longer need to feel it.
Kids chase the love that eludes them, and for me, that was my father's love. He kept it tucked away, like papers in a briefcase. And I kept trying to get in there.
All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.
When hope is gone, time is punishment.
It's such a shame to waste time. We always think we have so much of it.
...the human spirit knows, deep down that all lives intersect.