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“Dear friend, life passes with or without God.”
― Marjane Satrapi, Chicken with Plums

“I was feeling like a rock in a stream with the water passing by me, not fully engaging in life with this heavy burden hanging over me.”
― Lisa Bonavita, Secrets Exposed: When Remaining Silent is No Longer an Option

“I think about what the man at the Coney joint said. He was right. We are the people who stay. We stay in our homes and pay them off. We stay at our jobs. We do our thirty and come home to stay even more. We stay until we are no longer able to mow our lawns and our gutters sag with saplings, until our houses look haunted to the neighborhood children. We like it where we are. I guess then the other question is: Why do we even travel? There can only be one answer to that: we travel to appreciate home. (p.97)”
― Michael Zadoorian, The Leisure Seeker

“Life happens so fast and furiously that there is hardly any time to assimilate it.”
― Elizabeth Winder, Pain, Parties, Work: Sylvia Plath in New York, Summer 1953

“I sat under my cedar tree.
My mate, the mother of them, was taken-
I sat under my cedar tree,
Till ninety years were tolled.
O maternal Earth, which rocks the fallen leaf to sleep!”
― Edgar Lee Masters, Spoon River Anthology

“When I see her, I feel like my life passes through my eyes.”
― P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar