I have so much to tell you, I don't quite know where to begin. In a world full of billions of different minds and ideals, I am quite sure that all the answers we seek can be found in each other. A lot of the questions we beckon have already been asked and answered by either those around us, or the immortals that lie on our bookshelves. In a world full of people trying to make sure they say everything they need to say we often forget to listen to those who needs us most.
This is one of my favorite quotes of all time, and it certainly highlights the allegory I present to you today.
"All mankind is of one author, and is one volume; when one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language; and every chapter must be so translated...As therefore the bell that rings to a sermon, calls not upon the preacher only, but upon the congregation to come: so this bell calls us all: but how much more me, who am brought so near the door by this sickness....No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee."
-John Donne
All the people I have yet to meet and the capacity as to which they could affect my life sets my mind on fire.
There is so much more to us than what we are on paper & often we need to reach out and touch others because we don't know who can touch us back.
This is for those who are not satisfied, This is for those who can see the potential the day offers, the greatness that hangs on to every second of every minute of every day. This is to those who listen because they have more questions than answers.
This one is for you.
If we can't have hope in each other, than how can we have hope in ourselves?
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