“History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.”
Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting
You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful
I am not this hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within
Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world
I was asked once, 'you’re a smart man, why aren’t you rich