Forever is composed of nows.
(December 10, 1830 - May 15, 1886)
I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us - don't tell! They'd banish us, you know
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
Dwell in possibility.
When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.
Harriet Beecher Stowe
(June 14, 1811 - July 01, 1896)
Someone's got to lose, and we lost. We'll just go back and practice some more starting (today).
When there's such a strong consensus, the smart money's already there and there's not much for the marginal buyer to gain by following the herd.
I'm the one that has to die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life, the way I want to