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“Dreams are like waves, babe. You have to wait for the right one to come along, the one that has your name on it. And then when it does, you have to get up and ride it. This dream has your name all over it.”
There is a grief worse than death. It is the grief of a life half-lived. Not because you don’t know what could have been but because you do.
