| Some make memories, some take memories. You can sit around watch and remember, or you can be part of what’s going on and be remembered. |
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling, live you life in such a way when you die your smiling and everyone around you is crying.
I wonder how much deeper the ocean would be if it wasn’t filled with sponges.
The distance between making a memory and making a life is about the same distance between a memory and memoir and memory
Those in my life who don’t understand what I am saying with my silence seem to be the same ones that never understand my words