In days that follow, I discover that anger is easier to handle than grief.

I think of how each person in a marriage owes it to the other to find individual happiness, even in a shared life. That this is the only way to grow together, instead of apart.

Buried beneath disappointment and fear, anger and pride, I just might find it in my heart to forgive.

a bit of a dirty fighter, quick with cutting words that he later regrets and doesn't really mean. Then again, I wonder if there isn't always a grain of truth in them, somewhere

...recognizing that there is more heartbreak in continuous disappointment than a void...

his unwavering confidence - but now, it feels like a brand of indifference

Would they retreat or move forward? Could they do this thing they were on the verge of doing? Did they have it in them to make a wrong decision just because it felt right?

Ignorance is the mother of fear.

They were afraid, never having learned what I taught myself: Defeat the fear of death and welcome the death of fear.

Remember this: Nothing is written in the stars. Not these stars, nor any others. No one controls your destiny.

One of the most powerful things you can do is take responsibility for your life. Your choices. Your actions. Your Life.

Yet some there be that by due steps aspire To lay their just hands on that golden key That opes the palace of Eternity.

Have a huge work ethic, be ambitious, aggressive, tough.

Economy is the parent of integrity, of liberty, and of ease, and the beauteous sister of temperance, of cheerfulness and health.

A spectre is haunting Western academia (...), the spectre of the Cartesian subject.

There is no college for the conscience.