Death doesn't just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one

Sometimes, though, you make a pact with yourself. I'll pretend there's nothing wrong if you pretend there's nothing wrong. It's called denial, and it's one of the strongest pacts in the world. Just ask all those people who were still drinking champagne while the Titanic went down.

Anger is only our friend when we know its caliber and how to aim it.

The rides are different for everyone. I'm convinced of that now. I mean, sure, there are some we ride together. Either we find ourselves drawn to some common experience, or maybe we're pulled in by the people we care about. Our friends, our families can drag us onto coasters and Tilt-A-Whirls that are really meant for them. But in the end, no matter whose rides we find ourselves on, the experience is all our own.

Death doesn't just make all the world kin, it makes all religions one

Hope can be bruised and battered. It can be forced underground and even rendered unconscious, but hope cannot be killed.

Good in Crisis; Sucks at Normal.’ That about sums up my whole life, doesn’t it?