My throat hurts.
My nose is running.
I have my socks on.
I am too cold to think.
...neither forgive nor forget; the naive forgive and forget, the wise forgive and do not forget.
-Thomas Stephen Szasz
The tragedy of life is what dies inside a man while he lives.
To live in the hearts we leave behind is not to die.
Among my most prized possessions are words that I have never spoken...Orson Rega Card