Escape is just a will away.

If you want to be loved, do what others want. If you want to live, do what you want. The choice is yours.

What worse you expect?
World's cheapest thing is happiness and it is scarce.

You do not have to run with out a sigh, sometimes you gotta stay and have a break when you breath and admire the beauty of the journey.

Do you want to live life, or do you want to escape life?

I was struck by an awful thought, the kind that cannot be taken back once it escapes into the open air of consciousness; it seemed to me that this was not a place you go to live. It was a place you go to die.