I don't really hate anyone, I dislike everyone for some reason or other, and I save the worst criticisms for myself.

Music exalts each joy, allays each grief
Expels diseases, softens every pain;
And hence the wise of ancient days adored
One power of physic, melody and song.

~Dr. John Armstrong (1708-1779)

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wildflower
Hold Infinity in the Palm of your Hand
And an Eternity in an Hour

~William Blake (1757-1827)

These days, I swear it's life that kills people.

Life arose from chaos, and into chaos it shall fall.

I have always thought it was odd, how so many gods and beliefs have disappeared over the centuries, like suddenly immortality was not enough to keep them alive. Haven't you ever wondered if that will happen to the religions of today?

Life does not believe in any concept of humanity, so it teaches every human different things.

Whenever I get upset or sad, or even just bored stiff, I count by doubles (ex: 1, 2, 4, 8, and so on) as high as I can. Well, I just thought it might be of some help to anybody who needs it.

Life is a language that we speak but do not know.

The seasons just aren't the same without each other: In the winter, I cannot wait for summer; in the summer, I wish for the cool weather of winter.