We live in a time where we obsessively compare ourselves to others. What they have, where they vacationed, and how finely manicured their lawns are. In a race to top, where and when do we find peace?
"People will always remember how you treated them, and forget how much stuff you had."
"To a sick person - all they care about is that next breath."
"If all your material possessions and status were stripped away, who would you be?"
