We all die. The goal isn’t to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.
You forget all of it anyway… You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic, and not… You forget all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and even the ones you actually did. They’re the last to go. And then once you’ve forgotten enough, you love someone else.
We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided.
It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.
Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.