I can be almost terminally grief-stricken because things are so dire, but at the same time, there's a real lightheartedness about just the recoverability of life, of how things change, how they're not the same, ever again.
What the mind doesn't understand, it worships or fears.
I have never felt that the one thing that I am 'known for' is what I am.
You know, one race will not be a survivor if the other one dies, and that's something that we should think about.
Expect nothing. Live frugally on surprise.
I'm the most stubborn person I know.