In the beginning there was nothing, and nothing happened to
nothing, until nothing exploded, and created everything. Then, the
nothing that became everything magically rearranged itself for no
reason into self-replicating complex life forms, that became
intelligent beings that believed in God. Makes perfect sense.--Atheism
"Where does a story truly begin? In life, there are seldom clear-cut beginnings, those moments when we can, in looking back, say that everything started. Yet there are moments when fate intersects with our daily lives, setting in motion a sequence of events whose outcome we could never have forseen."
Passion is the excitement between the tedious spaces,
and doesn't matter where it's directed.
The saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones
who don't care deeply about anything at all
Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand,
and without them, any happiness is only temporary,
because there's nothing to make it last.
When you see a person and his passion you see the person at his best.
And I've found that someone else's happiness is usually infectious.
