his eyes took in the barren slopes and the scattered boulders and the lonley gray road windingits way into the fading hills,and i could feel him thinking to himself this is no place to die

It’s always hard to lose somebody. It leaves a hole in you heart that never grows back.

Memories have no life. They're just pale reminders of a time that's gone-like faded photographs.

Trust, faith,good, bad... none of it matters. All you ever do is what you have to do. Follow your disires, fulfill your needs, escape from pain. That's all there is to it.

That's what happens. You just get on with it. There are no endings.

The days passed, as they do, and life went on.

Because some things are never meant to be anything more than a moment. And that was one of them.

It was a truth that invaded her, like a dark disease, a truth too painful to talk about. And I was beginning to wonder if all I was doing was making it worse.

The sadness, the silence, the darkness, the loneliness... all of it held in a simple little moment. It was just so... I don't know. Just so much.

I used to come here on my own sometimes... Id' stay down here for ages." Her voice was barely audible. "It's a good place for sadness.

I'm still living it now, every day, living it out in my mind - following the ups and downs, walking the pathways, reliving the moments of our Moonlight World... It's a day that never dies.

When a hypocrite or a wicked leader is in power, anyone that becomes popular or stands out easily becomes a prey.

History is like a constantly changing tree.

Telling yourself you like the way you look is easy. Believing it is an entirely different kettle of whales.

The inner aspects of reincarnation have to do with where you put your mind. The more expansive state of mind you enter into, the less suffering there is.

A mathematician, like a painter or a poet, is a maker of patterns.

Usually for me, the melodic structures come out in the water and the lyrical ideas could come from a book I'm reading.

With the opening of the second decade of the twentieth century it seemed that the stage was set for the last act in an unquestioned evolutionary drama.

The problem with kids these days is they don't have enough fun stuff to do. When I was stationed with my family in Germany, youth basketball programs gave me something to strive to do my best at.

It's art. It's commerce. It's heartbreaking and it's fun. It's a great way to live.

Never neglect an opportunity for improvement.