“Immortality is to Live Your Life Doing Good Things, and Leaving Your Mark Behind.”

My posts have been quite lengthy lately. Guess I'm trying to make up for all the short shallow posts in the past month. And maybe I have been able to focus more on my thoughts, which there's quite a lot of.

I'm so glad January is over. I've always hated January. I have also noticed that I tend to break up with people in January, I've done it a couple times. It's not some stupid New Year's Resolution thing either, I don't do those. I firmly believe if you want something to change, just do it. I'm not saying I always do what I feel, but I'm getting better.
Now for the February horoscope for Scorpios:
Venus and Jupiter help you out this month, so indulgence toward loved ones (or would-be loved ones) comes easily. Your usual laser-like focus is muted, however, and an adversarial Mars could bring impatience to those born November 1-4 [awesome, that's me]. Go slow.

Tomorrow, February 1st, marks the late Brandon Lee's 45th birthday. I do this annually, so get used to it.

"A fight can express things people might not be able to say with words."
I don`t know if I was destined to play this role, but I feel very fortunate to be doing so." (on his last film, "The Crow")
"You only have the burdens on you that you choose to put there."
"Its a wonderful role, it really is a role that you can take risks with, and gives you a wonderful opportunity to take those risks & stretch, because after all can you tell me how someone who has come back from the dead will behave."
"This is justice, and I truly feel that it is, and I truly feel if I was in the same situation I would do the same thing: It is something that he has to do, and he is forced to put aside his own pain long enough to do what he has to."
"Because we do not know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you cannot conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, or five times more? Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless."