What the caterpillar calls the end of the world the master calls a butterfly.
Judge not by the form of the messenger, but the form of the message.
Grief is no more necessary when we understand death than fear is necessary when we understand flying.
The river delights to lift us free, if only we dare let go.
If your happiness depends on what somebody else does, I guess you do have a problem.
It's like, at the end, there's this surprise quiz: Am I proud of me? I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth what I paid?