Man Wants To Own His Existence. But

With Endless Time, Nothing Is Special. With No Loss Or Sacrifice, We Can’t Appreciate What We Have

Hello, Edward. I've Been Waiting For You.

Without Love We All Like Birds With Broken Wings.

"you Marked The Minutes," The Old Man Said. "but Did You Use Them Wisely? To Be Still? To Cherish? To Be Grateful? To Lift And Be Lifted?"

The Pain We Suffer Is A Way To Make Us Appreciate What Comes Next.