But hurting ourselves to inflict pain on others is just another cry to be loved.

Death doesn't just take someone, it misses someone else, and in the small distance between being taken and being missed, lives are changed.

You are not your past.

War could bond men like a magnet, but like a magnet it could repel them, too. The things they saw, the things they did. Sometimes they just wanted to forget.

Things change when you're not in danger anymore.

Sticking with your family is what makes it a family.

Sometimes you have to do things when sad things happen.