The problem with a man is, he is no more a child.
Who cares about tomorrow?
What more is tomorrow,
than another day?
(-The Avett Brothers, “Swept Away”)
Don’t sweat the small stuff.
Where you are right now doesn’t have to determine where you’ll end up
Yeah, but what does that even mean… heaven? Because see, I need to be able to put him somewhere, Zo. In my head, I mean. I need to be able to close my eyes and picture him and know he’s okay. And just saying the word heaven doesn’t help that much. Because like what is heaven, exactly? And where is it? And what do you do there?
People tend to be generous when sharing their nonsense, fear, and ignorance. And while they seem quite eager to feed you their negativity, please remember that sometimes the diet we need to be on is a spiritual and emotional one. Be cautious with what you feed your mind and soul. Fuel yourself with positivity and let that fuel propel you into positive action.
Man is a short-sighted creature, sees but a very little way before him; and as his passions are none of his best friends, so his particular affections are generally his worst counselors.
To live this life. To live it with wholeness and gratitude and trust. In the pain and the glory. In the mess and the grace. In the sacred and the desperation. This is the stuff of which real superheros are born.
I closed my eyes and turned my face into the cold wind. When I felt it swept along my skin there was no past. No future. Just now.
Everyone should follow his predetermined path.