One Foot In Front Of The Other.

And Once The Storm Is Over, You Won’t Remember How You Made It Through, How You Managed To Survive. You Won’t Even Be Sure, Whether The Storm Is Really Over. But One Thing Is Certain. When You Come Out Of The Storm, You Won’t Be The Same Person Who Walked In. That’s What This Storm’s All About.

My Imagination Is A Kind Of Animal. So What I Do Is Keep It Alive.

No Matter How Far You Travel, You Can Never Get Away From Yourself.

The Earth, Time, Concepts, Love, Life, Faith Justice, Evil - They're All Fluid And In Transition. They Don't Stay In One Form Or In One Place Forever. The Whole Universe Is Like Some Big Fedex Box.

Start Making Excuses And There's No End To It. I Can't Live That Kind Of Life.