There will be a time, God willing, where beauty, peace at mind, goodness triumph once more. It won't be utopia, it won't be all good, but it will be enough. Until then, never let your light go out and always remember "this too shall pass"
You don't realize how much you have in common with someone until you find someone else you legitimately can't have a conversation with no matter how hard you try. I swear with some people it's like you're picking fucking invalid dialouge options in a game