Dwelling on him would make him a bigger part of my life than I want him to be.
It's a shame that humans don't come with reset buttons.
We spend our life building higher fences and stronger locks, when the gravest dangers are already inside
We plan our lives in long, unbroken stretches that intersect our dreams the way highways connect the city dots on a road map. But in the end we learn that life is lived in the side roads, alleys, and detours.
We cannot enslave others without enslaving a part of ourselves.
Life has taught me that to fly, you must first accept the possibility of falling.