Quotes from Shane Koyczan

Beethoven his thoughts moving at the speed of sound transforming emotion into music and for a moment it was like joy was a tangible thing like you could touch it like for the first time we could watch love and hate dance together in a waltz of such precision and beauty that we finally understood the history wasn't important to know the man all we ever had to do was listen.

The truth is there's not enough miracles to go around, kid. And there's too many people petitioning God for the winning lotto ticket. And for every answered prayer, there's a cricket with arthritis. And the only reason we can't find answers is because the search party didn't invite us.

When I was a kid, I was fascinated by space And I learnt that time slows near a black hole. Inside a black hole, time stops altogether. Whether or not this theory will ever be proved, I'm moved to believe this would be the perfect place to love someone.

It's not magic. I remember because I make comparisons. Not in terms of better or worse, just different. And not all of these memories are great, but they're mine. Which lends way to believe, that none of our lives are put together on an assembly line. We're not pre-packaged with memories or programmed with stories. We have to make our own.

She tells me about dreams. She says my dreams are helium and balloons, and I've made the mistake of letting go a few to many times, but I still got this one. Tied around my finger like a wedding ring because even though I don't believe in marriages, I'm gonna bring this one home.

We don't always get the answers we want, sometimes a simple look can haunt us enough to know some ghosts need their rest.

I smile because there are tiny dreams that play hopscotch at the corners of my mouth, and every time I breathe they float and every time I laugh they fly kites.

i remember how my grandmother tried to explain our world to me she told me a story she said the ground and the sky love each other but they don't have arms so rain is how they hold one another.

Scrape the grey sky clean. Realize every grey cloud is a smoke screen to blind us from the truth, and the truth is whether we see them or not the sun and moon are still there, and always there is light.

There's 6.5 billion people curled up like fists protesting death, but every breath we take has to be given back; a nine year old boy taught me that.

So if anyone ever tells you: You're not good enough! You're not smart enough! Give up your foolish dream! If anyone ever tells you to quit, You got to make them wear a diaper on their mouth Because, man, they're just talking shit.

we used to stay inside for recess because outside was worse

It's not about putting forth the questions, it's about accepting the answers we ask for.

We are graduating members from the class of we made it, not the faded echoes of voices crying out names will never hurt me. Of course they did. But our lives will ever always continue to be a balancing act that has less to do with pain and more to do with beauty.

And if you can't see anything beautiful about yourself/ get a better mirror/look a little closer/stare a little long.

Please, sit in my sky and let me polish your shine.

You better dust off your etiquette, better sit like you did back at whatever grade that made it clear to you that your teachers are not your parents, and that any mess you made remains your responsibility.

So men and women were born into workers Because ideas like Right and wrong Get outweighed by need Anytime you've got mouths to feed.

getting over it/ just means getting around it/ and sometimes/ you gotta go through it/ leave it torn and blasted apart

Our lives will only ever continue to be a balancing act, that has less to do with pain and more to do with beauty.

We wear our lives Like costumes Use bills and coins like props In an over budget production That we cannot seem to stop So it just goes on like this As if we accept this As if we've all become Buddhas of mass production Our brains rotting Like teeth Under the sweet Unending bliss of false enlightenment.

I hid my heart under my bed because my mother said if you're not careful someday somebody's going to break it. Take it from me, under the bed is not a good hiding spot.

When I was a kid, I used to think pork chops and karate chops were the same thing.

I sit before flowers hoping they will train me in the art of opening up I stand on mountain tops believing that avalanches will teach me to let go I know nothing but I am here to learn.