It is time to float on the waters of the night. Time to wrap my arms around this book and press it to my chest, life preserver in a sea of unremarkable men and women, anonymous faces on the street, a hundred thousand unalphabetized things, a million forgotten hours.

Billy Collins
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While we may feel that we are nothing special and that we do not need to be remembered, we should not give up hope. Each of us is unique and should be remembered for who we are and what we have done. There is a time and place for everything, but if we allow the world to forget us, it will always keep us from doing something special. We might live in obscurity but still contribute to the world. The only thing that will kill our dreams is if we let them die.

Source: Picnic, Lightning

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