最终，我们都是故事。重要的是我们如何讲述它们。

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.

It's not the absence of fear. It's overcoming it. Sometimes you've got to blast through and have faith.