In the end, you are the only variable you can change. Everything else is the river.

You never know how many good days you have left.

You touch grass not because it fixes everything but to remind you that you have skin.

"It’s really hard to understand your own story, let alone figure out how to live in it, without the presence of another story. We are storied people. Humans have been this way since the dawn of creation."

“The last stars will die out 120 trillion years from now, followed by 10106 years of just black holes. Condensed, that's like the universe starting with 1 second of stars and then a billion billion billion billion billion billion billion years of just black holes. Stars are basically the immediate after-effects of the Big Bang. A one-second sizzle of brightness before settling into eternal darkness. We live in that one bright second.”

In the right eyes, you are art.