The Whole Quilt Is Much

After All, Our Lives Are But A Sequence Of Accidents - A Clanking Chain Of Chance Events. A String Of Choices, Casual Or Deliberate, Which Add Up To That One Big Calamity We Call Life.

Everyone Underestimates Their Own Life. Funny Thing Is, In The End, All Our Stories...they're The Same. In Fact, No Matter Where You Go In The World, There Is Only One Important Story: Of Youth, Loss And Yearning For Redemption. So We Tell The Same Story, Over And Over. Only The Details Are Different.

You See, You Cannot Draw Lines And Compartments, And Refuse To Budge Beyond Them, Sometimes You Have To Use Your Failures As Stepping Stones To Success

If Time Were A Bolt Of Cloth,” Said Om, “i Would Cut Out All The Bad Parts. Snip Out The Scary Nights And Stitch Together The Good Parts, To Make Time Bearable. Then I Could Wear It Like A Coat, Always Live Happily.

There Didn't Seem To Her Any Harm In It, And The Make-believe Was So Comforting.