I am large. I contain multitudes. Walt Whitman, Song of Myself
Remember, Red, hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies. Andy Dufresne, The Shawshank Redemption
This is not the life you pictured but here you are. You can still make something beautiful. Grieve. Breathe. Begin again. Thema Bryant-Davis
The night had always belonged to you,
with me slumbering through whatever turmoil stirred your insomniac heart.