What is life? A madness. What is life? An illusion a shadow a story. And the greatest good is little enough for all life is a dream and dreams themselves are only dreams.
The scariest thought in the world is that someday I'll wake up and realize I've been sleepwalking through my life: underappreciating the people I love making the same hurtful mistakes over and over a slave to neuroses fear and the habitual.
