Acknowledging the lucky breaks are paramount to enjoying life. Not being defensive about our successes/failures. So, in short.

Sometimes I just don't have time to wait for the muse to come, so I've developed things to force the muse to come back.

I miss that moment when you're about to go through the tube turn-style but you put your ticket in the wrong way and then as you're trying to figure out how exactly to get in the damn station you hear a collective sigh of 40 people behind you pissed that you're slowing down the herd.

In the war between the humans and the robots, the humans had to win. Call me hopeful.

The idea that things intrinsically were just better is so stupid to me because they never were. It's all relative.

The idea that things used to be better is fantasy. It's putting a halo on something that no one can disprove.

If you make everything really on the nose so everyone knows exactly what you're talking about, it's often not as strong.