One moment it was there, another moment it is gone. One moment we are here, and another moment we have gone. And for this simple moment, how much fuss we make! How much violence, ambition, struggle, conflict, anger, hatred, just for this small moment! Just waiting for the train in a waiting room on a station, and creating so much fuss: fighting, hurting each other, trying to possess, trying to boss, trying to dominate - all that politics. And then the train comes and you are gone forever.
"When you were looking for the big fight, the moment that you thought i would knock everything over, nothing much happened at all." (written from perspective of the character Cecilia in The Patron Saint of Liars)
Justice to the left of you. Justice to the right. Speak when you are spoken to. Don't pretend you're right. This life's not for living. It's for fighting and for wars. No matter what the truth is. Hold on to what is yours.