Groups are grammatical fictions; only individuals exist, and each individual is different.
Sometimes I can feel my bones straining under the weight of all the lives I'm not living.
The mistakes I've made are dead to me. But I can't take back the things I never did.
I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live.
The only way to overcome sadness is to consume it.
It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.
It was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn't think about my life at all.
But the human spirit is resilient. God made us so. He gave us the ability to forgive. To leave our past behind. To look forward instead of back.
War is killing the individual in it unless he has learned livingness - if he had it he wouldn't be a good soldier.
What strange beings we are! That sitting in hell at the bottom of the dark, we're afraid of our own immortality.
The imaginations excited by the view of an unknown and untravelled wilderness are not such as arise in the artificial solitude of parks and gardens. . . The phantoms which haunt a desert are want, and misery, and danger; the evils of dereliction rush upon the thoughts; man is made unwillingly acquainted with his own weakness, and meditation shows him only how little he can sustain, and how little he can perform.