The odd feeling comes which you know may not be right but which still inhabits you: I belong below people.
The warrior's nobility is like a prostitute's smile, the truth of which is self-interest.
Many people say I'm the best women's soccer player in the world. I don't think so. And because of that, someday I just might be.
Art is not about itself but the attention we bring to it.
In the end, it all comes down to the Blood...
Do not be afraid of what should be afraid of you
Love is an awfully personal thing for most of us, so why isn't hate?
How incessant and great are the ills with which a prolonged old age is replete.
The underbelly of the human psyche, what is often referred to as our dark side, is the origin of every act of self-sabotage. Birthed out of shame, fear, and denial, it misdirects our good intentions a...
How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?
Let's go invent tomorrow instead of worrying about what happened yesterday.