A quiet and undeniable truth is that we are all driven by the most submerged emotions, the clandestine gut feelings that push us all on our paths. Our thoughts arise at the simplest of times. Among the greatest experiences are a silent hug on the sidewalk, a door releasing warmth on the way into the building, a twenty-minute call to an old friend.
I can read a hundred books and learn a thousand songs. I can laugh and wonder, think and create, cherish and seek charity. A loose leaf sheet of paper falls gracefully into the river and floats at first, before being instantly and unsympathetically dragged down by its own inner lodgings. All paper is the same; the words are what commands its importance.
All the rivers in Venice and all the lights in Paris cannot speak as an example for the world. The world is not defined by the landmarks, but the people who experience them. Wander! Explore the vast and uncertain paths of existence. Do not sink into the cave of regret or trespass in the ravine of self-doubt.
I Love You sounds the same whenever one hears it; the name of the speaker is the significance of the speech. The lull in a conversation is the moment for the deepest thoughts to emerge. The hushing silence of a sleeping dog is the time when you cherish the friend. The snow is longingly pursued at the cusp of winter, but we smile when it finally loses its grasp on the earth.