Why do people always dream big but won't reach for the stars?

I am starting to lose the diffrence between reality and fiction.

If I think more about death than some other people, it is probably because I love life more than they do.

There's something about death that is comforting. The thought that you could die tommorrow frees you to appreciate life now.

If I make a total fool of myself why do you care?? Because I don't care what you think about me!

Shoot for the moon and if you miss you still can be with the stars.