Genetics, childhood… Doesn’t matter. We’re helpless to our experience. Difference between you and me could be a single moment, one little thing gone wrong.

Even a game lost is a game well played.

We only see the parts of people that we want to see.

In the end, that capacity for love, the ability to love someone unselfishly is the only thing that will separate me from you.

People tend to do desperate things when they learn about their other versions.