Since when was being busy an excuse to be unreliable?

We die when our cells stop believing we exist.

You say you want to make a change in the world.  What will you do once you attain it? What's preventing you from doing that already?

If you know what ought to be done, then do it.  Don't cite an excuse for your action.

Who are you if you take on a different persona at every hour? Would anyone truly ever know you? Would you even know yourself?

Sometimes we understand too much, but we don't know enough to express it.

All of Our Memories by ShikiGamiLD

Sometimes people refuse to care because they know they will end up caring too much.

Where in school there was a sense of buildup and progression, in college there is but a series of intermissions, a collection of fragments along a flattened stairway, a constant scramble to proceed as quickly as possible without a destination.

Delusions of grandeur? As in dreams and aspirations?

Never say never.
Say always.

Being perfect is subjective, based on one's own beliefs and values, but many of us can't even match that.

The more you know someone, the less they respect you.

Sometimes, the whole is greater than the sum of the parts only because we can't add.

I'm tired of learning to jump.  When can I fly?

I used to fold flowers, cranes, and flying saucers.
Now I only fold black and white brochures.

Truth is stranger than fiction only if you lack imagination.

A young influential doctor is called in to assist in the operation of an elderly high-profile patient.  The patient has been left in a paralyzed state by unknown causes but continues to have thought processes and dreams; the paralysis is believed to have a mental rather than physical basis.  New technology by an experimenter is being used that would allow the doctor to enter the patient's dreams in an attempt to free him from his condition.  The doctor was chosen because the technology is not entirely understood, and it is hoped the doctor would be able to figure the situation out quickly once inside the patient's mind.

The doctor is placed into a deep sleep next to the patient, his head in a device connected to the head of the patient's.  The scene pans across the patient's brown eyes to the blue eyes of the doctor, the irises of which are blue.  The doctor awakens in a bed that is not his own and quickly realizes he is in the mind of the patient....[More]