Maybe the things you hate are keeping you away from the things you love

We make art to feel life. We do science to understand it.

Behind every lover who stopped believing, there was a lover who did not

And now I am the way she walks, and now I am the way he smiles. I am the wind that blows and now I am the sun that shines. I am the laughter in your voice, I am the sadness of your soul. And now I am the careless wind and now I flow like the lost river.