Sometimes the measure of friendship isn't your ability to not harm but your capacity to forgive the things done to you and ask forgiveness for your own mistakes.

People age even when you're not looking.

Why do we have to wait for special moments to say nice things or tell people we care about them?

I guess that's how death works. It doesn't matter if we're ready or not. It just happens.

Nothing like a lot of exercise to make you realize you'd rather be lazy and dead sooner.

The only thing that lasts longer than a friend's love is the stupidity that keeps us from knowing any better.

In the end, we decide if we're remembered for what happened to us or for what we did with it.