“Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn’t matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we’ve done something wonderful, that’s what matters to me.”

We lost because we told ourselves we lost

Some are lost in the fire. Some are built by it.

If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and adore

It is almost impossible to watch a sunset and not dream.

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The true profession of a man is to find his way to himself.