“ All this is what it means to regret. ”
A life was a story, and a story was nothing more than a promise that something bad would happen. It was a promise that people would desire and want and ache and burn, but it was not a promise that they would find what they sought.
~ Matthew J. Hefti
Worry only about what you control. The rest is war.
You’ll never let me go, will you? Giving me the space and freedom I want isn’t your idea of love, is it? You’d rather cut me deep on earth to spare me pain in hell, whereas I think hell is right here.
The world he had left was not ready for his return, or rather, he was not ready to return to the world he had left.
