Sacrifice,” the Captain said. “You made one. I made one. We all make them. But you were angry over yours. You kept thinking about what you lost.
Windiyani Ladoiidézett7 évvel ezelőtt
That there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind
Mary Vistoidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
How Do PEOPLE choose their final words? Do they realize their gravity? Are they fated to be wise?
Mary Vistoidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
Sometimes stories meet at corners and sometimes they cover one another completely, like stones beneath a river.
Zaahraidézett2 évvel ezelőtt
But all endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time.
b2024230026idézett3 évvel ezelőtt
But scenery without solace is meaningless.
b2024230026idézett3 évvel ezelőtt
HOW DO PEOPLE choose their final words? Do they realize their gravity? Are they fated to be wise?
Maricar Castroidézett3 évvel ezelőtt
Scuuuse me," she said
Diana Poghosyan Mirzoyanidézett3 évvel ezelőtt
NO STORY SITS by itself. Sometimes stories meet at corners and sometimes they cover one another completely, like stones beneath a river
theblackeyeidézett3 évvel ezelőtt
The things they saw, the things they did. Sometimes they just wanted to forget.