Such is the state of life, that none are happy but by the anticipation of change: the change itself is nothing; when we have made it, the next wish is to change again.

The first draft of anything is shit.

The fire that warms us can also consume us; it is not the fault of the fire. The fault lies in us, in our want of control.

Sometimes the smallest push leads to the greatest triumph.

Difficulty is what wakes up the genius.

My advice to other disabled people would be, concentrate on things your disability doesn't prevent you from doing well, and don't regret the things it interferes with. Don't be disabled in spirit as well as physically.

The moment we begin to fear the opinions of others... the divine floods of light no longer flow into our souls.