“it matters not what someone is born, but what they grow to be.”

“soaring on the wings of selfish pride i flew too high and like Icharus i collide… to turn away and not become another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves more deeply than the oceans, more abundant than the tears of a world—embracing every heartache..”

Things don’t get solved for nothing and things don’t get better from sitting around.
Nothing's going to get better until you pick up and start.
All words mean less, the more you hear—nothing goes away with more time.