I killed a guy, maybe two. Possibly three. I have one power. Not two or three or four. Just one. I met a girl, and she changed everything.

He has guided my hands in ways I don't always understand, ways that people of this world would scoff at. But there is a purpose for all that I have ever made, even if I don't understand for certain what that purpose is.

If you make something your life's work, make sure it's something you can feel proud of when you're an old relic like me.

As exciting, difficult, and memorable as our past can be, there comes a time when we have to get on with living.

But sometimes you have to wait for an answer to come to you. Especially when the questions are difficult ones.

I watched the night sky with it's countless stars and its moon, and I wondered about the universe and all that had been created, why the stars and the moon rose at night and the sun in the day, how vast it must be, how I could never understand the infinite measure of its size.

The size of your body is just right. The only question is whether you're big enough inside.