Each year one vicious habit discarded in time might make the worst of us good.
The eye of the master will do more work than both his hands.
There's no regret. You can't regret. I mean I've felt regret but I've also...
Perhaps we don't need these religious concoctions to pillow the fear of death. Just the fact that there is an unknown and something greater can bring a feeling of peace. That's enough for me.
