„Waiting for perfect is never as smart as making progress.”

You are the average of the five people you spend the most time with.

The human race is just a chemical scum on a moderate-sized planet, orbiting around a very average star in the outer suburb of one among a hundred billion galaxies.

What hath night to do with sleep?

If voting changed anything, they'd make it illegal.

Write. Write until it stops hurting.

Promise yourself to wear a cheerful countenance at all times.