Life is a language that we speak but do not know.

Whenever I get upset or sad, or even just bored stiff, I count by doubles (ex: 1, 2, 4, 8, and so on) as high as I can. Well, I just thought it might be of some help to anybody who needs it.

Life does not believe in any concept of humanity, so it teaches every human different things.

I have always thought it was odd, how so many gods and beliefs have disappeared over the centuries, like suddenly immortality was not enough to keep them alive. Haven't you ever wondered if that will happen to the religions of today?

Life arose from chaos, and into chaos it shall fall.

These days, I swear it's life that kills people.

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wildflower
Hold Infinity in the Palm of your Hand
And an Eternity in an Hour

~William Blake (1757-1827)

Music exalts each joy, allays each grief
Expels diseases, softens every pain;
And hence the wise of ancient days adored
One power of physic, melody and song.

~Dr. John Armstrong (1708-1779)

I don't really hate anyone, I dislike everyone for some reason or other, and I save the worst criticisms for myself.

Some kids my age write out their emotions when they are upset, others talk about it with their friends. I, on the other hand, listen to classical music like Maurice Ravel and read about pretty buildings. Yeah, that just calms me right down.......