Like my brain cells. I find they come in handy when I...oh, I don’t know...think.
I looked long and hard for the paper roses! I found the reddest red ribbon, and a little golden card! We were all there together, many of us, in the same place; but I was the only one who found the pa...
Thinking makes man to be god & GOD to dwell in Man.
But on the question of whether the robots will eventually take over, he {} says that this will probably not happen, for a variety of reasons. First, no one is going to accidentally build a robot that...
Bellybuttons are our link with the past.
Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everyb...
The moon will guide you through the night with her brightness, but she will always dwell in the darkness, in order to be seen.
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.
His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapolog...
Letting go of the past, is like opening the flood gates of healing to be set free.
It is time to embrace mental health and substance use/abuse as illnesses. Addiction is a disease.