“Blogging is not writing, it’s graffiti with punctuation.” — Contagion
There comes a time in a man’s life when to get where he has to go—if there are no doors or windows—he walks through a wall.
It’s not what you are, it’s what you don’t become that hurts.
Stop measuring days by degree of productivity and start experiencing them by degree of presence.
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest—though where else would my heart be?
Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.