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

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

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

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.

Human beings are so destructive. I sometimes think we're a kind of plague, that will scrub the earth clean. We destroy things so well that I sometimes think, maybe that's our function. Maybe every few eons, some animal comes along that kills off the rest of the world, clears the decks, and lets evolution proceed to its next phase.

To think what is true, to sense what is beautiful and to want what is good, hereby the spirit finds purpose of a life in reason.