“Beneath the stains of time the feeling disappears, you are someone else I am still right here.”
“Every time someone forgets, someone else disappears,' my brother wrote.”
“Am I doing the right thing? Is it ever right to hurt someone? But is it right to stay with someone when you want to be with someone else? Which one would hurt more?”
“By the time I twenty, I was just like everyone else. I still am”
“I am the presence standing here at this juncture of Time & Space- who else?”
“Doing the right thing for someone else occasionally means doing something that feels wrong to you.”