We’re wayfaring strangers. We’re born alone, we die alone.
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of signif...
No two persons can learn something and experience it in the same way.
Focus your attention on the quality of your words, and not the quantity, because few sensible talks attracts millions of listeners more than a thousand gibberish.
Every challenge, every adversity, contains within it the seeds of opportunity and growth.
what is not true does not exist in this moment.
We've made our decisions, We've taken our choices, What's left, is only a hand-full of emotions.
Being bored is the price we pay for not being insane.
Wherever Cool is, anyway, I missed it, and now I'm stuck observing these machinations or sex and status and dancing and parties and people sucking at each other under the bleacher seating like some ki...
...I fell asleep and had a dream that a king was liquidated by a group of kind faces...