Hope when the crowd screams out, they’re screaming your name. Hope if everybody runs, you choose to stay. Hope that you fall in love and it hurts so bad, the only way you can know is give it all you have. I hope that you don’t suffer but take the pain. Hope when the moment comes, you’ll say, ‘I, I did it all..’
OneRepublic, I Lived
Writing turns you into somebody who’s always wrong. The illusion that you may get it right someday is the perversity that draws you on.
What is the point of being alive if you don’t at least try to do something remarkable?