Death is the way of heaveN because life is hell

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our separate ways, I to die, and you to live. Which of these two is better only God knows.

In this 21st century.... self analysis is more important than selfies.

When clouds will become heavier than the land in us led our entire life by the steps of our Destiny, we will understand that not their moments’ rain has darkened the sun of our life, but the failure to be ourselves.

I've reached the point where I hardly care whether I live or die. The world will keep on turning without me, I can't do anything to change events anyway.

Our life is a series of moments. Let them all go. Moments. All gathering towards this one.