When a poet digs himself into a hole, he doesn’t climb out. He digs deeper, enjoys the scenery, and comes out the other side enlightened.
Companionship is a foreign concept to some people. They fear it as much as the majority of people fear loneliness.
Telling an introvert to go to a party is like telling a saint to go to Hell.
The older you get, the more you understand how your conscience works. The biggest and only critic lives in your perception of people’s perception of you rather than people’s perception of you.
Absurdity is the ecstasy of intellectualism.
Great philosophers become immortal – they make undeniable impacts on culture.
Wise men are not pacifists; they are merely less likely to jump up and retaliate against their antagonizers. They know that needless antagonizers are virtually already insecure enough.
The manlier you are, the harder it is to understand what a woman wants: there is not a hint of female brain in you.
Whenever I think of something but can’t think of what it was I was thinking of, I can’t stop thinking until I think I’m thinking of it again. I think I think too much.
Let’s not grow with our roots in the ground.
It’s a good sign but rare instance when, in a relationship, you find that the more you learn about the other person, the more you continue to desire them. A sturdy bond requires a degree of youthful intrigue. Love loves its youth.
The motive behind criticism often determines its validity. Those who care criticize where necessary. Those who envy criticize the moment they think that they have found a weak spot.
Doubt is a question mark; faith is an exclamation point. The most compelling, believable, realistic stories have included them both.
Happiness is good, but well-overrated: what we hate most are the very motivators that put us in gear. A man drifts along with little to contribute until something agitates him enough to make a difference, whether for himself or for his communities.
A man who goes into a restaurant and blatantly disrespects the servers shows a strong discontent with his own being. Deep down he knows that restaurant service is the closest thing he will ever experience to being served like a king.
Tell me that the purpose of life is to have fun, and without a care in the world I’ll begin wreaking havoc on everything I pass. Now that’s what I call pure, honest fun.
I’d rather strive for the kind of interview where instead of me asking to introduce myself to society, society asks me to introduce myself to society.
Just because something isn’t a lie does not mean that it isn’t deceptive. A liar knows that he is a liar, but one who speaks mere portions of truth in order to deceive is a craftsman of destruction.
When everyone believes they are the life coaches, who are the players?
These days when Christians bicker they exaggerate passion into a legalistic belief and prosperity into a lukewarm belief.
You are evidence of your mother’s strength, especially if you are a rebellious knucklehead and regardless she has always maintained her sanity.