One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.
They say such nice things about people at their funerals that it makes me sad to realize that I'm going to miss mine by just a few days.
...happiness gives us the energy which is the basis of health.
The hands behind me gave me another shove.
I was the kid next door's imaginary friend.
Deeds, not words shall speak me.
People were still cramming down the stairs, and more were squeezing past the turnstiles and down the escalators onto the platforms, but it was clear to me that this wasn't going to have a happy ending.