If it is worth the pain. If it is worth the anguish. Then leave me lying in agony.

If you list down whatever you didn’t get to do, then whatever you did won’t feel like it mattered.

Some of us are born to Run. Some of us are born to Climb. But we are all born to Live.

Your marks don’t matter when your radiance is overwhelming. When we’re our best selves we forget all those imperfections and appreciate beauty for how it is.

I’ve suppressed my aspirations to forget all rationality and let the moment explain everything, for nothing to be said and everything understood. If only I knew how to let these feelings out.

That’s the hope, isn’t it? To see your family in your time of dying.