Life is absolutely, mysteriously beautiful.
I'm an old Catholic. I don't believe in anything Catholic but I do believe that Catholicism keeps me from committing suicide.
It's the responsibility of the survivor to tell the story.
Why else do we live, except to be loved and remembered by those we love?
Looking for who I am is who I am.
The way I figure it, we know we got this world, so live in this one while you’re here. I figure the next one will take care of itself.