We may not get to choose how we die, but we can chose how we live. The universe may forget us, but it doesn't matter. Because we are the ants, and we'll keep marching on.
We're not words, Henry, we're people. Words are how others define us, but we can define ourselves any way we choose.
Sometimes I think gravity may be death in disguise. Other times I think gravity is love, which is why love's only demand is that we fall.
I saw the world from the stars' point of view, and it looked unbearably lonely.
Depression isn't a war you win. It's a battle you fight every day. You never stop, never get to rest. It's one bloody fray after another.
Knowing leads to caring.