We Knew Exactly What We

Life: I'll Never Understand It.

What Matters Is Deciding In Your Heart To Accept Another Person Completely. When You Do That, It Is Always The First Time And The Last.

The Dead Will Always Be Dead, But We Have To Go On Living.

I Can't Understand Nothingness. I Can't Understand It And I Can't Imagine It.

A Strange, Terrific Force Unlike Anything I've Ever Experienced Is Sprouting In My Heart, Taking Root There, Growing. Shut Up Behind My Rib Cage, My Warm Heart Expands And Contracts Independent Of My Will--over And Over.