All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring.
Every day I discover more and more beautiful things. It is enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.
A comfort zone is a beautiful place, but nothing ever grows there.
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.
How to stop time: kiss
How to travel in time: read
How to escape time: music
How to feel time: write
The worst most ridiculous hatred is subtle. Hateful beliefs are not a thing you can turn on and off like a switch. They’re always in your head, colouring your actions.