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❝ Life is like a train ride. Some people will sit next to you and talk to you. Some will just stand around…oblivious to your existence. Some will have to leave the train while you’re having a great conversation and who knows when you’ll see them again. And if you’re lucky, there’ll be those who will sit and talk to you throughout the whole journey. ❞
Anonymous
❝ It doesn’t matter what people tell you. It doesn’t matter what they might say. Sometimes you have to leave home. Sometimes, running away means you’re headed in the exact right direction. ❞
Alice Hoffman
❝ We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us happy is something to be enthusiastic about. ❞

Albert Einstein

❝ In the end, it’s not going to matter how many breaths you took, but how many moments took your breath away. ❞
Shing Xiong
❝ Doing what you like is freedom. Liking what you do is happiness. ❞

Frank Tyger

❝ The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart. ❞

Elizabeth Foley

❝ I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge — myth is more potent than history — dreams are more powerful than facts — hope always triumphs over experience — laughter is the cure for grief — love is stronger than death. ❞

Robert Fulghum

❝ Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things. ❞

Robert Brault

❝ When faced with two choices, simply toss a coin. It works not because it settles the question for you, but because in that brief moment when the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you are hoping for. ❞
❝ Love is a temporary madness; it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of eternal passion. That is just being in love, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Those that truly love have roots that grow towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms have fallen from their branches, they find that they are one tree and not two. ❞

Louis de Bernieres