It wasn't a matter of living or dying or fighting. It was a matter of helping your friends.

It wasn't a matter of living or dying or fighting. It was a matter of helping your friends.

Wishing I could help those who need it. Instead I will wait for those who want it.

We are always dying, all the time. That's what living is; living is dying, little by little. It is a sequenced collection of individualized deaths.

Dan and I were fighting for our lives. I focused on living and not getting killed.

I will not die without fighting for a life I am not yet done living.